I give hell wrapped in silk robes
While I'm traveling down Silk roads
Trading rhymes for life codes
Like we both tryna write flows

They too deep in the analysis
Till they reach callousness
They can't get me off their hands like calluses
I might be the most peaceful antagonist
It just happens I give rappers sleep paralysis
And the sheep can't handle this
Time to eat, what happened bitch?
You went from ravenous to Tantalus
You backing out, we haven't even reached the salads bitch
Said our blessing, or lit the Candlestick

First off
Let my pen emote
Emoticon the antidote to emotion folks provoke
I'm sorry if I mishandle jokes
I'd rather have a candle of hope than a can of coke
I'm a borderline misanthrope
Borderline socks and sandal folk
It's the Shadow show I'm sorry for the Shambles I evoke
You can't read my lips like her cameltoe
How'd this strange bloke get the game in a stranglehold
I'm the Patron saint to the art of spray paint
Satan ain't but we are acquainted
I rhyme about disagreeing sounds
I'll convince you that you're seeing doubt
Breathing in evil, but it's peace I'm breathing out
When the meaning comes bleeding out
The demons try to keep him out
The key is keep to shadows while they peep the mouth
You're free to shout bout Frida Khalo
Evil genius but that freak is shallow
I go from Young Buddha to a coward screaming Free Diablo
I'm a sweet and sour seat in power
But their too unaccustomed to seeing Pharaohs
I buried myself alive and dug my way out
Lurking by the kingdom studying the layout
Waiting for the right moment to strike
So give me a topic to write
And you'll be a friend by day, and accomplice by night

Not Fond of the foreign Fauna
Stigmata marks on my palm
It gets cold in the coral reef
When I split the 8th scroll quarterly
Quarantine schemes to corner me
For practicing sorcery

Let um hate
Keep calm and meditate
Till you levitate
Until the lever break

First off I don't think I got the gist
My hypothesis was I got the juice
And I was opposite of right, thats a hypotenuse
Screw the person that got them loose
A platoon of bad moods, cartoons and cat food
Youtube blue moons, looney tunes and stab wounds
When you add twos you get bad news
I little kid in a Classroom who's realized the sad truth
He's caught in the vacuum to be Passed through
At half past noon which is passed due
It was good while it lasted fool but ur a blasted fool

Hidden idioms hideous
Recipients missing um like the next idiot kissing up
Xvideos elysium, Cmon that's an easy one
Reaching equilibrium and I might beat the drum
When it comes to sleazy nuns
With teepee huts and beebee guns
We leer at them weird lyricists
But the ones leading us is where the fear is from
I might burst into flames and return as a phoenix
New legend, watch Earl Sweat hop on the remix

All these strange auras
All these strange fucking auras
I commit more sins than hypocrites
That said nothing rhymes with orange

Don't fuck with the Buddha mask
Don't fuck with the Buddha mask
This is like all off the top

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