Friday, April 15, 2016

oh wicked servant you



I'm paranoid considered an illness
which makes it harder to deal with
the close coincidence when the
wicked come to kill this
struggle to heal all within
leaves me behind
far too real for you to witness
so you hid on the sidelines
praying I make it
praying I won't die
but let me tell you
don't pray for that
pray I make way to leave
truth so the fallen can grip to reach
the father as we concerning
to fall further separated

Weighs sins and forgiveness
to face judgement
handle your business
you live a life of rich locates
and crooked schemes to net
your wildest dreams
you owe nothing
to know one
for you pity the weak and take
authority on the chosen one
so scared to be
exposed you worked your way up
treacherously
you a deadly foe
of what you deny
choose to withhold

Will come to fry and the door
the door to the unknown
behind the psyche of buried trash
stashed secrets evil deals
and things were done to be who you are



A reaper planted wickedness
in ploughs across the lands
handed down orders to cause disorders
in your sons and younger lads
blackmail
hail to the apocalypse
we rise from hell
and you can tell how you were gotten
in this mess
it's all going to come to a grasp
oh its deep so deep
you will beg for peace but only feel the heat
and gnashing of teeth
eternally too bad
had a chance to repent
but instead you got lost in the dirty money
you took and done spent
lent to barely a few
made them feel obligated to you
shame, blame, self-condemnation are your tactics
I expose them to others before it's too late
the bait takes them await they prey to break him
all day they say behind his back how to trade him

Turn on him burns of him
word is in him his word is all powerful
it can not be touched
no matter how many came to work him in
clever nigga
how you figure I bow down
I was raised to raise hell
I've been hell bound
with authority figures
paint the bigger pictures
can't see me or them
cause you're too busy
getting stuck and fucked in your web you webbed to set
on those hungry or weaker
you prey on the addicts
for they are weak and easier to do so


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