On a man-made lake, there's a of thin ice unskilled skaters cut figure-eight twice That's sixteen, uncut, direct the cold Head on a soul, the result, death by the in a vault
And spoke about the average permission was seen by a king in a prophetic vision Like a plane from a bomb blast Special slot time wit Comcast
That kept the jury quiet and now the perform While satanic man, now hangin' his I swing on you radio personalities And boost your ratings with hypes behind
Fire a shot wit low-pressure water gun Instantly slap your fire it's Palm Sunday I fashion the first jewel from the elements, the fumes And it to a complex, network of communications up against a hopeless situation
I screen vehicle through enemy observation unpredictably, we spread terror Increase the fog significantly, the era my wind pattern, it's headin' west Success is freedom but can mean death
Humans sweat aim shovels, dig up debris and damage caused by the W Now who callously urge you to merge And think the serve you?
The sonic marvel who dropped the next novel rapidly, more to marble It's accountless, amount of I save Then them same niggas wanna squander those gifts I
underneath the surface But as purpose lie Seems our will is Like we're beneath the sky
a race by reason And that is a win For soul I breathe in myself from givin' in
Love and hatred, home is most Both species, they lay naked in the tombs of the Think on niggas I ate wit, spend a day wit Guns we wit, niggas I relate wit
We bread I through a vine, niggas worked for the fed Sent out to take my head I layed back and to the words they said
Skip town for a month and grew some Had a friend tell my I was dead at the last fall of the autumn leaf Operate the plan accordingly, in case the are recording me
all documents using forgery 'Cuz the mere thought of me I'm Solomon, spoke bluntly Told the world I'm [Incomprehensible]
And howls the grave hunt me The smell of death's me I dwell in the hills like Been in the of mad peasants
And old kings, who sold everything on a for God's divine Slept in caves to get a clear Who prayed three When the moon lit and when the sun
I met dwellers in the deserts, to shepherds in the mouth of many leopards Felt the death kiss of Satan's Walked through districts Before religions studied pagan
Two philosophers and physicians on a missions Who they hearts, to warn the weak and sick and inflicted Candles lit, gamble wit a Who made me love her, I touch her
paws, high claws, bees wit sweet honey in they mouth Had stingers at they tail through the chambers of death Take a whole to hell Embracin' her was like the third rail
underneath the surface But as your lie Seems our will is Like we're beneath the sky
a race by reason And that is a win For soul I breathe in Keep myself givin' in
underneath the surface