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Oh, holy rabble
We art ensnared to quiver liketh rippled air
Diocese of did melt sand
Worship with thy chroming hand
Coal-black clad horizon

But, I think I hit the moon

Let the flame burn bright
Higher up in the sky
The embers will fly away
If they need to separate from the coal

Let

You were there when the sky caught fire and fell
Sending people straight to hell
Box cars full of the young and old
Turning them into ash and coal

to bank in on the wish list
Carry your crowns through the sand for the children
Bury the sounds with the gold
Kicking cities of ash and coal finding

Throwing a fireball
Crash
Task
Open a higher soul
Microphone wire go
How can I fly alone
Fast
I'm taking it on my own
I'm making it out of coal
Ash
Now that

of grasp
Fingers strain and grab at last
Here where all the ospreys cry
Up here where the eagles fly

White in the black
Cannot turn back
Gold in my eyes

and calcified and made as
Obstinate as obsidian
Unmoving, save our eyes

Just mooning and blinking
From faces marked with coal
Ash cooling and shrinking

designing
Signing the Beasy in the sky
Never crash
Ash gave him his wings to fly
So never try
To say what I say
Cause what I say go
I never lie
I gave you

Shawty watch out
No ash in my bed or crumbs from munchie snacks
Otherwise I gotta.. gotta go loud
Fly like a mafuckin space jet
I can't hang wit fake rats

the laboratory cooking cat piss
Speaking bad on my name I fry em up like catfish
Already know I had glory before
Of course I was rocking that coal velour
Ayo I

you vibe with the beat
Now come on down and dance with me

We gon' have plenty of weed to roll up
White ash when we ash, I mix the dozy with

to fly
Now it's my time to go
Everything is born to die
A new seed is bound to grow
A path through the darkness
Blow a black ash off a joint when I spark

to fly
Now its my time to go
Everything is born to die
A new seed is bound to grow

A path through the darkness
Blow a black ash off a joint when i spark

I took what I had
Made a fire built the ash
You bait on me and I won't show that
I wanna go back to the coal so black
But I can't get over
Hold me

to be open is overdue
And I'mma show you my throes til I grow into it
All the music I make is like coal to fuel it
And the inspiration is what drove me

and dead will die.
Thus will the entirety of creation be sundered to ash and smoking coals?
Only Yggdrasil, the tree that always was and always will be, will

coffee spiked and my ganja rolled
That or a Jagerbomb while I'm packing a bowl
No ice but I'm still stayin' so cold (Brrr)
Bout to get mine in like coal

I'll turn ya to a demon
Broke em like a bad defend
I left they ankles leaning
Been told em not to get involved this some raw shit
Ima get the family fly

dear, lookee here
See the fellow with the spear?
It's his job now to lob
It above the happy mob
It will fly through the sky
’til it penetrates the eye