from dusk to dawn, morning to evening
egos what made me, a pyshical being
produce for the next man, lies to teens
two civilizations clash because "the ends justifies the means"
war. i shud be considered a sin
but i made legible by partisan politicians
i kill. so fuck it, im no one to held accounted
because of my profit, ive hurt a poor mans pockets
domination of a nation, killed or be killed
and death in its truest form is if he wont or he will
biggest "beef" i am, even the heavens screamin
so till the next "diss" imma be chillen wit demons

Next: gift/curse of prophecy