The Book of G.K

• Written by  • Featuring G-FaceMurderer

(G-Facemurderer)
 
Rip to Ka, lost my memories like Ka, Hindu mythology 8 legged gods, I defeat, beaten the odds with Asclepius rod.
Strong as a 8 legged cephalopod, them 8 legged gods and goddess can't beat 8 jab jobs, Kali can't keep up with the fast nods.
I be that iron man, Tony Stark or that other iron man, Mike Tyson power with a iron hand, G' got the iron pen.
You can be tough as buffalo yet sold as Tyson in strips of ten, 10 lashes and stripes Jesus took for our sins within.
2 apostles, The Book of G.K smart as Aristotle, we all Anakin someday, not that Barbie Ken but we a kin, Greece ain't fall for nothing.
Turn the Qu'ran to stone like Medusa, turn plat hits to stone, Bando Stone prone to them weeping angels, Namco mourned that Tamagotchi angel.
My metal solid, snake eyes shooting like comets, sonic overhead when them rings get to popping, popping rocks and molly while stomp dancing.
We all just camping in the land of dead, shed from the darkness that bites us like panthers prancing.
 
(Kalligraphy)
 
G is my brother, the verbal basilica in the flesh
From Priscilla to me, we vanilla fresh
Me and G are non-biological pantheons
Telegraph our brains from Canada to OKC and beyond
My pulse can be measured through vibrations in the ground
G picks the signals up and writes it all down
I use the work of Tesla to simplify the system
Kalligraphy Marx has come to override religion
To leave a mark on the Sun after I burn it with wisdom
Leave the earth scorching til it becomes a red giant
And bring death to the tyrants, psychos and lions
Nothing dirty touched my purity, like Pol Pot in Zion
I spit so much electrons so G can ride the lightning
 
(G-Face)
 
Feeling the beats vibrations like I'm deaf, a blind samurai with a cutlass is basically an atheist who think they blessed.
Kalligraphy that brother from another mother, home of the blue jays, wearing blue J's with crip arrays, blood stains ruin the motto.
Rays of sunshine blocked by giants, jack and the bean forgot to be defiant, clocked by upcoming time with a blinding bias.
Blackface bayas, common grudge against the racist alliances, licensed from a lioness, women empower or whatever Wollstonecraft said.
HP loved the craft, he mined the dead up from the grievances, called Cthulhu from tides of darkness, X marks the spot with them pirates.
Sailing across the seven seas, salty mini-me's wish to get to the level I'm at now, tides better die down before the heavens calm it now.
Genesis Kreation, the sequel, bumping in speakers with no intervals, when it's the villainous 2, we roll a 20 and hit critical.
 
(Kalligraphy)
 
G moves silently, privately, Rosicrucians psychiatry
The Cross has God's Son on it, that’s Jesus & Nas violently
Neurolink is the mark of the beast, brain piracy
They thought it was mRNA or Pfizer but honestly
It’s these beasts in these seats who vote on human speech
How we should move on our bodies and feet
7 heads sit at the round table, the Parliament is hell
If it ain’t money they don’t care if bodies fell
6 without homes who rest in the steps, praying the govs give their checks
5 out 10 times they end up overdosing
Four times in my life I’ve seen drugs used for coping
Three ways I can die, flesh death, face forgotten and named unspoken
Too many ways to die, 2nite may be my last like Pac
But only one of yall can top me, that’s G on lock
Now watch God close the cosmos shop
TIL eternity, me and G til eternity, shit never stops

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Kalligraphy
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