God's Storm

Stuck fightin’ in rough lightin’

Fuck tryin’, I’m done hidin’

All that’s left is thinkin’ quick, no subsidin’

Move like lightnin’ while strikin’

I’m above but grounded

Be frightened

My roll and rumble are well rounded

Crumble the walls surroundin’

I make the black clouds mad loud and highlight the background brightly

Cold cause I don’t stop the rain’s gain and pace reigns

Gotta be sick when I spit quick phlegm talkin’ shit bricks at glass houses…

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Bloody Steak

The Raged Cattle
It Casts a Hate Shadow
Inside the Cage, Rattled
Awaits a Great Battle

Piercing eyes forced
Through blackened hearts torn
Twisting steel Born
With angered horns

Real, their shiny sharpened tips
Slicing, poking, making rips
Blind by red the blood lust drips
Freed, this slave just waits and sits

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