Come To Communion

Time passing like, stray shots duck it in terror

Anachronism stuck in an era I can’t change

Evolution feeling forced maybe every one stagnant

Reverted to savage cursed with this Magic my auras Pain

The backdrop, where the Klan rode my people lasso’d

No opportunities early 20s we plateau

I still ascend, while my brothers wait for the end

Let the guts on the .38 spin like rollercoaster bends

Up and down, Cuzzo doing time he upped the pound

Not talking reup call his bluff he might buck you down

I want the crown to share a fiefdom when he come home

No more chrome unless it sit under broughams

Send us flix on the regular, while I deal with the etceteras

Outside of Murder, anything dirty to get the cheddar up

Karma hit, cyclical tip live and it shifts

Bounce between 9 to 5 and the strip trap if you wish

We stuck in it, whether dope or a box of thought

Though I feel fate bend my arms like it’s Krav Maga

Molotov volatile explode when I drop

Civilized deity cream of the crop

No Baphomet or Billy, my six rings come

When I manifest the real me, now i feel numb

Sour flavors on my tongue, plant broke into crumbs

Life darkens when I’m faded we controlling the Sun

I gave you power, slang is propagated powder

Concentrated make an Inuit feel the April showers

Or smell the flowers, a rose grew through the glacier

A cold world, I just do my work like Hephaestus

Every line a point of light across Heavens matrix