Pile of Dead Kings

 

More abandoned houses than homeless working the street up

 

That make about as much cents as working for free does

 

So fuck it like I’m putting my feet up that aint no way to feed us

 

Get that money keep up but if they ask about it you ain’t heard if from me cuz

 

Time to make bacon swine why you shaking shy?

 

Try to take my breath, break my mind, they stay tryna take what’s mine

 

A warrior from days gone by, made divine, took control of self like how an angel fly

 

No gods no masters, just a place that’s mine, seeing sacred signs stealing ancient lines

 

Love don’t equate to trust, only hate and crime, like Satan’s mind upstate divine

 

Ima give it to em one take one time, LSD music, let yunz taste sunshine

 

Fuck reason in its face I fly, Ima stay bugging y’all, eight legs up spines

 

like a pound case of kind, I’ma burn it all, in the chamber fry Ima blaze the sky

 

 

Y’all believe in your mottos y’all believe in happy endings.

 

All we see is sorrow watch us crawl through dead things.

 

You can taste the problems all the vomit death brings.

 

History starts tomorrow proceeded by a pile of dead kings!

 

 

Your doomed bro run Poor dude no luck course you foes fucked

 

Forced you hoe sluts Torch a few roll blunts Sword smooth flow cut Corpse ooze show guts

 

Lord true Shogun of four moons no sun Poor goon soldiers More soon show up

 

Gore strewn no love Horse hoof go thud Torn through cold mud Storm looms soaks us

 

Raindrops ain’t stop break crop all who remain starve, every lakes a graveyard that ain’t marked

 

Ya flames stop a faint spark it ain’t hot, the night remain dark, can’t see a blazed star when the clouds of gray start

 

Good luck painting cave art when the water level break rock, over land a great shark

 

Can’t swim when so many waves rock, get washed away far, against the stream you ain’t hard

 

The way the ice cut better stay sharp, Titanic couldn’t take off, many floating bodies they rot

 

Like a great flood from a fake god, your only options pray hard, on a small pale dot no help saves all

 

 

Y’all believe in your mottos y’all believe in happy endings.

 

All we see is sorrow watch us crawl through dead things.

 

You can taste the problems all the vomit death brings.

 

History starts tomorrow proceeded by a pile of dead kings!

 

 

My hatreds a wave that erodes your stone down to the earthen crust, you don’t know your own nature, back to perfect puss

 

Back to basic compounds in dirt and dust while I’m in my elemental state of greatness found in the worst of us

 

Water shapes the hardest metal yall bound to turn to rust, break apart all nations bays, the downfall, yeah the curse of us

 

New zodiac murderer leave your body bloated worse than puffed, soggy eyeballs worms eat up

 

The world worship floods, wormwood bust, Earth is mush, nervous much? You ain’t learned enough

 

Word your fucked, the world is rough, you piece of shit get swirled and flushed down the sewer you rush

 

Sea level rise who knows what’s turning up, be a serpents lunch, the sleeping god of the deeps lurked enough in my dreams I heard him cus

 

Cthulhu thirst for some virgin blood, slurp the cup, ice cap burning up, end the world music, oceans rise turn it up

 

Did I mention?.. word, ya fucked.