Eyez of Innocents

Stare in the eyez of my demise Or be crucified under Yeah the standard of lies But underneath lies a coffin with body inside I'm the devil in disguise I'm the black sheep of my haters dreams and desires Designers hype beast I despise I still use literary device While poetic justice I inspire While my virtues are rewarded As the poetic twist of resort That distorts my vision Cut short my existence As I send my good riddance Rest in Peace forever Yeah your soul in prison Locked in a virgin coffin Rearrange my organs just like a surgeon Eyez to the Persian Keep me safe Caught between person time and fucking place We got PCP weed laced And we still got that DMT they be shoving down they face And my aspirations and my dreams be at disturbance But I keep my peace cause of bliss ignorance Know I got indifference when compared to These other rappers Cause the shit they rap about yeah they mad cappers Imma lose my mind like a mad hatter All I hear is mad chatter in my brain Let's not refrain from these brain dead rappers That be plain I'm the real MC E equal yeah the MC in me Master of my ceremonies Like the prophet yeah I need my testimony And my plug calling me on my telephony I'm like what up Tony He like what up homie I'm like can you supply a Stoney He like for sure broski I got enough to supply the whole party I'm like f*ck that shit I need so much it can provide for an army An army behind me That's inclined to lift me up From this battle of heaven and hell Hear the bells My soul locked in a jailcell My shawty still calling me on my phone fucking cell But I'm still looking where to sell my soul Can you smell me that creed cologne? All these ops need to get off my dick and leave me alone Because if they ain't afraid of my image They should be afraid of the unknown It take courage to become the man you won't I see the spillage of damage across my village White privilege at the peak of it's above average I strongly encourage that we take out the garbage Molesters still going after underage daughters Imma slaughter (yurr) Hold up let me get a beverage my throats tired of telling you lames off Now watch me skirt off with that bottle of scotch Now look at the time of your wristwatch Cause I 'll be back for they next botch But with all this speculation they still snooping around my crotch So f*ck off Yeah we off Y'all like animals feeding out the governments trough Y'all like children Hope I can provide a better future for my grandchildren Show me something that's handwritten Not a lost conscience that's destroyed by a broken system You say I ain't live it bitch but we live it everyday So f*ck off Yeah we off I got my headset off So this conversation lost Our paths crossed for a reason You staring in the eyes of a demon So I understand why your soul feel eaten My body been beaten But will unlock my inner garden Eden I'm taunting for reason I live like early morning season So my ever green needed And my innocents what they pleaded And I'm calling out treason