The ripple effect with lies in check.
The check that's signed, to align the lines.
To tip tow on a line, the 7-11 shine.
And it was the Bearded Lord that turned water into wine.
And for you to whine, and drown your sorrows.
To borrow your sol? Today is
To Total Recell, to prophecy the "fall".
To tele on the snitch, to switch, and now I'm rich!
Hit Em Up, the Tin Cup, to match the 2pac.
Did that bar knock off ur socks?
And she is ablaze, the flame, her wonderland is hot.
And thas when the s
The Sun God that turns into ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
The sacred Prostitution got me hooked.
To school her ass while playin hookie.
And her lips taste like cookie crisp.
One to risk on the 2nd Degree.
With 2nd Degree Burns, and my scars tell a ta
The blocc is hot, to roc da mic.
A high diet of rice, to rely on lies.
The disguise at the helm, then to remove the mask.
To look in her eyes, she then feels safe.
To avoid the disgrace, and to ignore when grace is said.
Thas when my Draconian skin then b
The Tina Fey charades with the Chesapeake Bay.
I am of the Light, and light on my feet.
And this ain't Holy Ground, the Bottomless Pit that's bound.
And no Sols here, but this Soul 4 Real.
To kill for thrills, the Kill Bill, to fight.
And we as high as
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
To inherit wealth with Orion's Belt.
To guide those lost, your sols are the cost.
Nibiru fumes, this is Marduk from Te.
Aka Iblis who guards the nectar from the Tree.
Now on to me, this is my Sun.
The Rite of the Vampire, to forever stay young.
The Sams
With lead bein lead by the Satanic Spirit.
The Cowboy Killers from the past, the chaff and the heat.
Below the panhandle, when Lebron joined the Heat.
And it was leaked, the interlude to the Superdome.
Havin to cellular, to move on from the land-line.
An
To inject the blood, to keep one pure, to always make her blood blue.
Going worldwide, to abide by the high, the Ruling Council that once knew.
With the Rule of Two, she sees you in me, she's initiated to be the new Chun-Li.
She learns from the Sufi Mys
The Illuminati New Body.
We ain't doin the Blue's Clue Roddy.
The Staff, the Rod, is this all a facade?
Or is it let go and then let God?
The Candyman Tod, to make a wish while grounded...
And then that's when the False Prophet is finally surrounded.
Are
To tax with wax, this is not clay.
To smoke the blueberry Jay, to Sai to the Gentile.
Your file we read, and there was nothing new.
In other words, you heard, but get a fuckin clue.
To house the Beth, to finesse, to be a God.
To rely on the staff, this i
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
To test your resolve.
The Igigi that fall.
From fall to winter.
We don't do the Master Splinter.
With Splinter Cell from Hell.
Who gives a fuck about tattle tell?
In other words, fuck a rat.
To move on from Alni(Tak).
To clap ur faith.
Without work, ur done.
T
To uplift the Abyss, a conundrum, because it’s the Bottomless Pit.
To outwit your wit, and to judge the disbeliever.
Havin to God Damn, and my totem ain’t the beaver.
And as a Archdevil, I didn’t have to rely on bein a reaver.
To those that a
Havin’ to address the Sols on the Solstice.
To keep it kosher, with the Colt on the holster.
To die for the cause, the descendant of Ali.
“Even though I walk through the darkest valley,” to meditate, to rally.
To live my second life in Cali, w
The tragic “mask” that enhances the immortal mind.
The New Moon to ruin, but this ain’t the Boston Bruin.
Having to adjust, and I already proved my point.
Your last class act was to pretend to anoint.
So your salvation is wasted, I smell your fe
To construct a complete thought.
The double-bladed that speaks its mind.
The constitution is used as mana.
To work in the yellow lab, is this bananas?
Land Before Time.
The Pythagorean Degree, to agree.
To self-destruct, too much, it sucks.
The Sun that sets, when love is put to rest.
Or is this a test? To check on the boo.
My bad, this is Casper, a dead lingering spirit.
What's the Good Word? The next habitual lyric.
To keep it real, to judge the dead.
When I was young, the col
Sin-Eater
Sunfire, to hire, to sacrifice to Him.
Do I have free will when I inherit the Djinn?
A Few Good Men, to market Sin, my 8th House that stings.
The water that slips through His fingers, but with material, it’s green.
And to think
To live my second life, happily ever after.
The Land Before Time, the prelude, the next chapter.
We use to do the F-22 Raptor.
All jokes aside, but we promote laughter.
Now the Loch Ness, the risk, this the new blood oath.
To inherit both, both
