The Truth

The-truth-resides within my open mic and between-the-lines
Just read-the-signs to witness God and the-beast-collide
Havoc reached-your-mind, no need for eyes when amongst-the-blind
Trust-in-time, the sun will corrode and no-longer-shine
a-stronger-spine hasn’t witnessed the flurry of rage-like-mine
build-the-shrines, God can’t even fuck with us, I’m-past-devine
fuck-this-swine, cuz I have more skin pigment I’m the first-to-be-searched
It’s-worse-to-be-hurt by words so who’s gonna be the first-to-be-merked
Cursed-but-it-worked, word warrior with rhymes reassuring these twerps-get-it-worse
First-to-disperse, seems like you’re afraid of darkness, yeah it’s worse-in-a-hearse
You feel-I’m-nice, most talk after losing so I guess I must kill-‘em-twice
Slice-and-dice, another death devoted to the god as a sacrifice