Went from local to state, now we nation wide.
The World is mine, and sponsored by Show Time.
This the House of Lies, to live in a haunted crib.
And it was Eve, not Lilith's rib.
Now it's the que, and we patiently waiting.
And with ur Tyre Drops, it's fina
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Bedazzled while ur frazzled, to smell ur fear.
To watch my six while you are burnt to a crisp.
And here's a clue, ur bein played like a fool.
I'm tryin to figure out what to do with you, ur Angelics are tools.
To abduct the Adam, to create ur (g)od.
Ur
For you to be at peace with the Levitcal Priest.
And to be confused on Easter, the Reese's Piece.
Ur idols in pieces, to plan for the Beltane.
Thas the equation to fortune and fame.
To put you to shame, and in today's day, do the lame walk?
When they cr
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
Is the Looney Tune always a safe bet?
To put in check, and ur queen at rest.
To inherit as a Levitcal Priest, to get a new crest.
To teach the Apprentice, here's her first test.
What is less when you sell ur Sol?
When you drink and drive, are you out of
To complicate the canine and to whistle to the tune.
Confused on the Tune, the last name Chi.
The Altarian Empire and Alnitak are one and the same.
Is life this easy? And it's not a fuckin' game.
Having to nickname, but to shine at Nick at Night.
Does th
YouTube ain't you too.
When you look in the mirror, you know it's you.
Is it the ocean or is the sky blue?
Was that rhetorical, did I even have to ask?
We're on our last leg, you just started with no gas.
To mass produce glass,
To Marvel the modern Stan Lee.
Aka the Moon God Sin from the constellation Te.
To inherit the one and only Bottomless Pit Key.
And to those Left Behind, here is my decree.
To be honest when you look in the mirror.
The Great and Terrible day of the LORD, i
The crack epidemic is hot.
A rose thorn tatted on the back.
The Silver Court, the block.
With rock and roll in my blood.
To incarnate Bruce Lee.
Like Lemuria before the Flood.
This is the Atlantean Decree.
The internal clock, the time.
The
To deteriorate matter as a matter of fact.
The only politician who spits straight facts.
The knapsack of gold that accumulates into cash.
This is Fast and the Furious, to fill up the tank.
Now slow ur role model, the goal is to enlighten.
A Satanist at D
To guard the sacred watch, to inherit the Earth.
To know ur worth, the birth of a King.
To sing the chorus, and to use the Dark Side of the Force.
And you forgot to pay attention to the mathematic like coarse.
In other words it proves, and to
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
Your fate the cockpit, and you think that’s how you make it.
Wanting to rate, with the debate, so we continue to sedate.
To collect the check, to prosecute all together.
And to inherit the “Gift of the Feather.”
And that’s when you’re Heather,
The Full Moon that’s bright, the precipitous, the Fall.
With December having my back, the Silver Pack, the Call.
For you, the MTV Unplugged, to be trapped in the box.
And you think the Fox has your back?
And ur addicted to crack, with the plas
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
The listening of rock, to start from the bottom up.
To get your fill of the Babylonian Cup, to strain the fat.
To isolate the gene, the aftermath, your bloodline is crap.
Your friend that's whack, he's in over his head.
And that's who you wake
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.