The Archdevil (II)

[O6iiris]

(Mark 4:40)

 

 " And he said unto them, Why are ye so fearful? how is it that ye have no faith?"

The fanatic acrobatic, the one to clap.

The alchemist at work, to turn their sols into crack.

The name game with me, and the Image was made.

Confused on my show, "The Shades of Gray."

And that's when you pretend to act like ur gay.

In other words, ur upside-down frown, you clowns in the Pit.

And you think I give a fuck about you bein' sick?

And thas when I sell ur sol, like Christmas, ur St. Nick.

Havin' to Crip, what I mean is creep.

And I always lay down the law, I play for keeps.

Here's a tip, I always had her on lock.

And no she ain't ur all white Betty Crock.