Treachery

You see I'm grateful for the love But I'm not afraid of what you capable of Disgraceful thug and the flesh is not a waste of a slug This hateful grudge Have a taste and indulge Like the effect of an unescapable drug Placed in your blood Cause as an artist you're just an emcee That's not delivering consistently As a civilian, you're just a victim That's not breathing persistently This is that imagery vividly, still you never could mimic me Cause I'm simply the epitome of ability Lyrically, I see impurity differently Eternally imprisoned in the palace of nocturnal dreams He sees many men meet their end in scattered screams Deviously dug Shallow graves murdering mental slaves And in a flurry of fury he's buried Bewildered braves Bound in chains and electric gates, he awaits His last breath Finally to be free, he sees the savage soldier's death