speak til my speak cant speak no more

Bang bang goes the plane with a name for his stain in the game its the same with my tame beast of chain.
I spit truth til the lies lie in wait for the quake of the earth in a verse ending worth and stealing a purse
Filled with energy n symmetrically I divide ties and tides and confide in the inner eye to see me.
With a skill ppl kill in envy they simply got a green eye from the greed and it surprises I as it
recedes with every breath I breathe.


So dead I feel alive...
I hate so much that I love...
Shoot down so much I feel hurt by knives...
I look down... so there's no way that I'll look above.

Wet face in a wet place with jet waters filled a quarter I find myself looking at the same daughter...as I swim in deep waters

Moving back to moving blacks and movement packs create a wreck put me in check and realize that I don't inspect I'll snap my neck....

tbc