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God Of War..
pagan lies in each steeple of a vagrants mind-weak people
looked at the ancient times through satans eyes-i see evil
tho i seem feeble, i'm hardened stone, sit upon discarded thrones
where art is shown, in the form of tags or garden gnomes
in an artists zone, i can hear the brushes heart get broke
my dark is hope sparked with nopes every time i start-then choke
cough up retarded jokes and clown the useless stuck in our shells
diss the sheep, until we realize were only making fun of ourselves
conscience tuggin our belts, in love with help, no independence
so inconsistent, there'll be no ups n downs if i end tha sentence
or will it extend tha penance, of a hazardous thought
while we fight for the days to be repaid, that lazarus lost
no matter its cost, it pays to be real spend days in the field
trying to explain, that if u really want it to change then it will
Geno..
Been meditating privately, silently
These lambs know not to speek when I'm climbing chi
Climates peak, at mount zion steep, cerebral off'a this forum
Unique's the core, an artist meets the growth of conquistadors
Conquering eastern shores, I bring down waves of panic
My underground slaves have vanished, in caves dekayed nd famished
Blood drips down when I paint the canvas, its a dirtier style
You ain't heard in a while, just have to turn my own personal dials
Versatile, wild, or maybe just cool calm collected nd deep
Over exceptional beats, im in the studio nd ain't fuckin slept in a week
My resume's heavenly priest, or reverse that to collectively beast
I just aim ideas, until every asshole gets the message I speak
Or the sentence they read, deadliest fiend, never been a prejuidice cat
Don't matter what color you are, ull get popped like my medicine caps