Your rap is art

My rap is engineering

Painting as I'm building

Made up answers to enquiries

Broken toes after afflicted low blows

The bones regrow at different levels and stages

Emergency services transported me to the station

Shot me with fentanyl china white fabrication

After i healed they put me in a cage

Abra cadabra the serpent taught me his name

We did time together for a year and a day

When it was over we both went our ways

I ran so far ahead some would think i was behind

But this game runs in circles and there is no finish line

Alot of players can not sleep - too many thoughts in there head

Fortitude loves sleep fortitude till death

I am machine i am no longer human

Try and taste what im chewing im bout to spit you confused

It dont matter whos winning

Cause in the end you lose

The apocalypse bleeding rihht through the soles of my shoes

Bloody tracks in the snow

To the mountain I go

Seeking a safe haven before justice explodes

But im a fool to hide

Cause inside I know

When that day has arrived every soul is exposed

Every stone is turned and every lock is opened

Every secret is told

Social chains are broken

Wisdom has spoken

Some with ears have heard

The door has been opened

For those who live by the Word

A cloak and a dagger

A false accusation

Hell waits for those who give in to every temptation

When evil is good

Its a sign that your crooked

You can't manifest heaven

But you can find it in leaven

The number 7

The number 4

The number 7

Closed the door

Was it all in the making?

A life of betrayal?

Spins hard like a tornado

I a savage potato

4 roses

Fields of clover

In the field of masters there's only one tree growing

In the field of dreams an epidemic of almosts

Messages written on the wall

I am a soldier

Marlboro reds smoke sessions

Thats my medicine

Danger close sound alarms

Your rule will soon be over

I loaded my Ak while running through fields of clover

I lifted the boulder gently onto my shoulder

Then crushed my enemies

With a spirit of pleasantry

Do they make different sizes in the cream of the crop?

Don't matter me

When they face me they drop