Eradicate Evil

Wading through consciousness, consider the rhyme

Phasing through time, turn ghettos to shrines

The underground bar-spitta, the verbal militia

They wanna 1920 me but my verbs push against ya

You’ll never see gold like me, get RICO’d

Get seen by the Neo’s, I’m dapping up the people

Spitting Biblical quotes to eradicate evil

Master of the Walls, I’m Joshua in Jericho

From Hop Scotch to bearing gold, to wearing old

In the glaring snow, the rap game swimming in snow

I Norman bates the globe, four man race for hoes

Yall dressed like bums wearing some plain clothes

It’s painful to see the sun that doesn’t beam

When it rises, it collapses right under ya feet

In the make up of my hand i can see the seams

That God weaved through his infinite need’

You see I dream for cream to boost my esteem

For my team I fiend for respect and best greens

Wore bad faces, some smile for their regime

Some keep a straight face to hide their steam

I’m Kalligraphy, don’t test the Elohim

 

Magical flows, abracadabra matter

Manipulate time, leave rhymes spattered

Silver platter, I’m dressed like a goddess

The lochness, I ain’t no myth, I got this

 

Upon the shores of the everlasting beast

You make songs for whores, I master every beat

You’re wrong about me, my stature never bleeds

Hit the gong at three, my ghost haunts and doesn’t leave

Pipes of heroin in streets, here’s the Host for the fiends

Where’s the hope in these concrete mazes that breathe

That hum to you as you lay down on the street

You hear the ground groan wishing to be free

Wishing you could leave and get away from me

But Heaven only awaits for thee with those who keep

The crucifix closer to their heart by any means

Sometimes the times of the Nuns seem mean

And the heart of a thieve looks better in green

Either you rock sweaters in Suzuki Esteem’s

Or you manifest money blowing it on trees

 

Magical flows, abracadabra matter

Manipulate time, leave rhymes spattered

Silver platter, I’m dressed like a goddess

The lochness, I ain’t no myth, I got this

 

I slew death into the depths of the devil

I through sets of carbon fibre, heavy metal

At the rebels, inside the Lord I do settle

And should you, but you rather stay a pebble

Amongst the church built on this rock by several

But if they never find out the Lord and treble

They stuck in a cycle cooking coke in a kettle

We’re broke in our brain veins overthinking shit

Rovers, drinking gin, it’s not same as it is

When life was easier than hiccups in a bib

It’s like this, death, taxes, hate against the rich

You’re broke, so take your anger out on them

Fill your hatred in the minds of the most powerful

The fake shrine-minded, fake sacred, coward-full

Hate til you can’t even tell that you despise

But do you see now, all that hate from your eyes

You may hate something that you don’t even recognize

That’s the way the mind plays tricks inside every guy