Duel of the Golden Pen
• Written by Kalligraphy
Picture Biblical papers cut and rolled holding reefer
A cynical feature in an adulterated preacher
Ecstasy powder also known as the X to Dust
Moses fuming from it, were cold and less of luck
The chemical reactions that cause a killer
Makes momma cries as the gun gets filled up
A guild of men circle the block puffing purple
Shots ring out from cop cars tryna hurt you
Wakes and Funeral homes grow in population
The indoctrination settled in children’s faces
Their brains untrained to recognize the traces
Of their actions leading to them being abrasive
Concrete scratches and forensic abrasion
Bruises are made with drunk fists from made men
Praying hands close tight with intertwined fingers
Inside isn’t a rosary but cocaine that lingers
The drug dealers dream is to make cream
Illegally but no one seems to care about it, please
144,00 angels came to save the streets
Evaporating the staggering Yayo that breathes
Devils change batteries in the halos
Cuz they skew the minds of the divine for their way yo
Am inner city full of criminology and pity
Disgusting slugs pops and wrong mugshots
The wrong man dies after an accidental gun pop
Duel of the golden pen, let the samurai choose your wins
Clogged ventricles and broken arteries flourish
Kush clouds mush the body that they tooketh
One hundred Ki’s in the lex moved by the Creoles
As the whites lick it up and make a profit of teen-olds
Pure exegesis, and icy chan with the Jesus
Fiction breathing, Old Testament poetry steamin’
The foreshadowing of the land of Israel’s Treason
Seven hundred years after the reason
The resurrection that had the Christ leaving
Open skies rip, the mind feeds the demon
With no redeeming of the soul, it’s freezing
Hell froze over, the whole corner was colder
I eat rappers alive feeding off cold shoulders
My style is tough like an Ancient Greek boulder
Holding the pillars of the vines on the corners
Ancient hypocrisy and trial and error economies
The king of kings is now starting his sovereignty
Cuz after Deuteronomy came me, the Joshua Tree
With roots deep, fools creep but to no avail
What I write is exactly why I prevail
My heart is sharp like acid in the whale
Wonder how Jonah convinced God to save him from Hell
Duel of the golden pen, let the samurai choose your wins
Lots of brown whisky making humans turn evil
Perching like gargoyles over edges of a steeple
Patronized patients cuz of my pen that’s lethal
2 hundred wings I extracted from the eagles
Informants got their back wired like energizers
Smithing on which shorty holding Ki’s in they vaginas
It’s blood, ain’t no love emits from a thug
I come from the good part opposite of the slums
But I’ve been jumped before multiple times
Open trunks, equipment took in the nights shine
Broken garage doors, thieves storming in
Stealing my mommas police vest he wore within
Sped off in a car but eventually he was reported in
Prolly still in jail from breaking and enterin’
Fingerprint matching and sloppy execution
The man looked out of an institution
Now imma stay high now like some resolution
And redact any info causing my rebuking
Stand in the line of fire for the next hour
Feel the power as we rebuild these towers
Duel of the golden pen, let the samurai choose your wins
Duel of the golden pen, let the samurai choose your wins
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Kalligraphy
Member since March 31 2024