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of merely being

Mind rot
Decaying

Blind death
In soluble

An archaic rain of weeping gods
soaking the soils of man
The archetype of morbid reality

Pale

have spoken
With serpents tongues.

Led by the doubtful gods.
A mountain of soil and rock,
Resembles a mound of bone and flesh.
I am the bridge between

Imma keep it g a young nigga ain't normal
I been grinding hard getting shit out the soil
I'm suppose to trust you bitch I'm royal
Slime getting by
can't

I can't see what I don't want to see
I cant hear not listening
Get suffocated by the business
You understand when I've had it but
"You can't teach

gets me high
I say roots run deep
This soil you prepared for me
Livin' in the light you bring me life
Even through the clouds you bring sunlight,

leads them to a tranquil sense of crashing
The forefathers of folly barricade the lofty seal
Frightened by the land they confiscated
The sons

Where do I fit
Black nor white
By the special pavement I sit
Arms spread out
Words being spat open to doubt
I wanna be seen
I wanna be heard
But you

kindness
Watch you bleed on the floor
We to grown for this
I’m growing up
Like seeds in the soil
I see attention is your drug
Cause you been feining for more

today
I told my niggas they can
I told my niggas they can call on me
Don't abide by the law so call the law on me
Yeah it's...
Yeah it's all on me
They

The one who strays away
I am the Outlier
Leave them behind you, give up your sympathy
Swear on the teachings of the immortal one
Humbled by madness, built

gold
Black queens, black love, forever we shall withhold
Black seed, black soil designed by the mother earth
Black man, black soul, don't undersell what

by sight
But trust my faith (Yeah yeah)

I was stuck in my ways
I can't run away
I Can't  run Away

But I was falling  from grace
I can't run away
I

Omo, E. B. Things for my country
ReyKnow, Star of the Show, Kelz Nena
Omatseye
1 By 1 I don tell them
Base on who I be I noh dey fear them
Isoko dey

O it doesn't even matter anymore
As the warm blood splatters on the floor
Bugs gather at the door
Hands in the air 'cause the cancer's in the soil

back in the ice desert, I finally woke up, left the past behind.
my final goal is approaching, the mission will soon be completed.
by day, by night,

favor
Hands buried in low rain soil for Sun raisins
By the book or run jux we gone make it
Either booked or got booked to rock stages
I admire your stride

to blanket that statement from international waters on American soil where they spoil the victims and break bread with the royals
If the face is the system

Dig till I break		
My bleeding bones
Dragging rocks and cracking stones 

Drill through blacked soil
And piles of hurt	
Killing, reaping, cashing in

Homies by my side, yeah my niggas stick together

Young trendsetter, diamonds on my Beretta
Down for whatever, don't care about the weather
Saint Laurent

Give me will, give me sight
Raindrops in my eyes
Naked and dirty am I
Earth and water from the soil
Wind is from the soul
Bathe me with your fired

I became.
All animals.
I became.
Human again.
By now.
You know who I am.
Why do you. 
Have.
So many feathers.
Don’t just read.
I write letters.

To maim and spread blight
Shadowed by the moonlit night
Prosaic townsfolk turned limitlessly erudite
Vibrate under soil, the ancient meteorite

Blood

It's past due diligence
One by three her findings are
Getting more extraordinary by the hour

Careful. Excavate.
It’s her last great attempt
She

I was born
In the winter soil
A solitary bud, sown
Under the toil
I'm looking
For the reason
I'm searching
Beyond this season
For what satisfies
Grow