Is a pic a thousand words?
The tickets on Fox Five.
With ur lies and deceit.
To be the number 1 creep.
Talk is cheap, so slow down.
Was Krusty the Clown funny?
And as a producer, you ran out of money.
To not think with ur head, but ur tummy.
Wishes that glis
Ayah al-Baqarah (The Cow) 2:34
And when We told the angels, "Prostrate yourselves before Adam!" -they all prostrated themselves, save Iblis, who refused and gloried in his arrogance: and thus he became one of those who deny the truth.
Alas, the Raph, t
The Sol 4 Real blood spill.
I collect the check.
The Egyptian God Set who seals your fate.
This is the political debate.
With the range for the deranged.
To keep you at bay.
And you play with her thoughts.
And this is when you get caught.
The battle that's f
The dead to rights.
This is ascension, Out of Sight.
To inherit the Light.
This is the Black Rite.
At a height so great.
With her, she's late.
We fell in love on our first date.
This has to be fate.
To create a God.
To see thru the fog.
This is Gog and Mago
The lullaby with the Lunar Moon.
To regenerate and mediate, the Wulf that howls.
Do you want red pottage, the cow, or foul?
You plead the fifth, but take the next foul.
Ur confused on the 6th God, with ice in my veins.
As I Sai the bombastic Bon Bay
To be wise with wine.
For you to cry, you whine.
For it to work, you have to align.
And that's why I have to lie.
In other words, the truth hurts.
Your bitch bad when she flirts.
But with mine it's flame on.
The Levite that does rituals and writes songs.
Her
The FPS, the NBA, and the NFL.
The ol’ school “Major League Gaming,” to break open the shell.
To slither, when sols wither, I’m not ur babysitter.
The shame that covers, you never had a chance.
At first glance, your body then turns into stone.
It's in my blood with you, to be platanoic.
Fed up with the fast food, the McDonald Sub Sonic.
To fast with the state of the art bubonic chronic.
With my swag, you're hooked on phonics.
At face value, down to the wire.
This ain't Jim Carrey's, "Liar, L
The time table, and the debate.
The blueprint, what's at stake?
That would be the steak and cheese on my plate.
Skating on thin ice is your fate.
Havin' to switch up, and this is my decree.
Wiser in my own eyes, when doves cry.
In other words, the serpent
The highschool fail, to succeed, to read braille.
In 1987, the blood sacrifice, the sol that got sold.
The dumb mother fucker, after his hand, he folds.
This ain't Laguna Beach, ur stupid ass show.
Havin' to crack, to crack, to piece their veil.
Still
To sin galore.
Confused on the witch.
The top down, havin to switch.
You snitched on your man.
Your plan is forever in shambles.
When you pray to God, ur not suppose to ramble.
And to avoid pork, the cannibal.
Your "Kid" is still an animal.
So here is your c
