THE OMENS

Digging small graves, prayers for a lotta of grace

Working long days, It’s a lot of bitter grapes

See it in the face we don’t sip it for the taste

Driving where they dump the bodies at the lakes

Holy water in grenades, I been on a chase not a race,

Tunnel vision on my fate, hearing every cricket scrape

Sound the sirens from the raid, brody made it back again

Every day a new crusade, I put that on my maker’s name

Dreaming in The Catacombs with Saints, lotta faith

I been mobbing out the gates

Been embracing Godly, but she got a body what a waste

Money a persona I been burning through these faces

Lotta stomach aches, lotta quali to the face

All black when I’m awake, lately every day a wake

I been killing egos in the worst of ways

Really with it if I say

Brody said the cost is different if you living out of state

Started writing on the walls when I was running out of pape

Got some big friends I’m not afraid to call in favors

Lotta white girl out from Asia I’d been trapping geisha

Put his name on record homie that’s a violation

Had to run it up, I took some risks I wasn’t patient

Went back to the trenches but I beat the allegations

Gibbous moon waxing, I been going through my phases

Made it out Elysia I’ve seen heroes sleeping under daises

Ojos rojos, no tears, baby we just weeping saline

Water under bridges I’m what all these people made me

Held by the hand of fate, they hate that they can’t power rate me

I got both my Grandmas praying feel it every time they saved me

Crib full of babies got a pocket full of corpses

Lately my life feeling crazy toting iron like a forge

Smoking till they’re sore, I can feel it in my core

I been on a mission split decisions got me torn

Lately motions feeling forced

Rain falls hard to smile walking coals while I mourn

Under God, its family over all, I know that shit important

I been staring at the night sky turn to morning

Heart broken out of form, losses left it fully frozen

Mi Angelita yeah I’ll love you forevermore

She fell in battle now a Valkyrie of war

Valley rattle at the sound of blowing horns

In a desert in a storm, running from these shadows, navigating through the ward

Feel in my marrow, took an arrow in the forest

I need different shores, land ahead I see fjords

Think it’s really done, she’ll never open up that door

Bloodied up the fingers, cut her up 100 roses

It’s a special form of torture even if she doesn’t know it

Lost in old ways faded off the belladonna

Even if the money right, I could never sell my aura

I been sorting all these foreign feelings of euphoria

I keep sleeping underwater

Drowning high tide, I’m talking to my lord or lawyer

Got a lotta paranoia, 100 djinn inside a horde, I cut em down at the agora

I’m tired of holding up a sword, shoulders sore but I’m a warrior

Thinking bout the morgue, I’m tryna even out the score

Lotta wicked people doing evil when they bored

Seen it more as I got older I been peeping through the scope

I been on the road I grew up sleeping on the floor

Shipping out them boxes me and brody filling orders

I can’t let temptation take me to a place that’s lower

I see it in the cards, I always recognized the omens...