Enslaved with ritualistic pictures../
of open arteries and fragments of bone splinters//
Owned by the cold of winter..stuck in a home/
where ya loved ones are steel and chrome//
Corrupted thoughts change ya walk/
outlined in concrete cities..where bodies get traced in chalk//
My mind is broken with daunted plannin/
I start randomly raidin cribs.. and rapidly flashin cannonz//
Im sick-of-this-ish..I cant stand it/
I start stompin on figures..force-feedin them with rocks of granite//
All of a sudden, Im on the red planet/
surrounded by a caravan of hooded demonic banditz//
Waving they black flags & brandishin swordz/
my chords were severed, the minute they beheaded my corpse//
Of course I awoke with palpitations, screamin & chasin a dream/
of a people & nation redeemed//
But it seems like the world is dormant.. ni99az R dyin in torment/
and still they dont get the warnin//
The time of mournin is dawnin/
repent to JESUS and instantly escape the torment...........///

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