Behold

She said she fell in love with the potions
That killed her nature manipulated by his notions /
And made vapors and told lies to the chosen
The born savior the worlds pain on his shoulders /
He said the ending days was explosive
And fallen angels will fight against the winter soldier /
The young boys and girls seek genetic makeovers
And transcend gene in the eyes of beholders /
The dvil wanna know my eta
So I got God on three way/
Came from the bottom of CA
Running with stick no rlay
Where niggas blow your candles like your bday /
Interpret dreams like Joseph the son of Jacob
He fell short to the wages of uncle laban/
He pour his wrath on the tainted the land of Canaan
Preliminary futures painted the word was ancient /
A thousand souls wandering the compound
A hundred more of those zombie walking in a ghost town
One hundred forty four showing up for the showdown
False kings up in flames if they lowdown/
They don’t know when they don’t know what
All this fucking knowledge they don’t know enough/
All the flood gates still going up
Still shedding blood for the blue bucks
Still isn’t equal how they view us /