"Black SkeleTen"
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"Black SkeleTen"
"Fiery Attire"
Cries from the ocean bottom dried at surface
Untold stories in the flood of the blood
Though the Science says seventy one percent the earth is
extremely more water when considering mud
Thus my mixing of the history and mystery filesÂ
trials a destiny and ledger at the center of stones
Two rocks set a sparking as a diary and
fiery switch for the pitch dark to enter the bones
[Planned] Operation surgical unseen material
royal wind replacing the bloodstream imperial
Explosive in the spaces of what seems ethereal
with pressurized heat till the bruhs beam asterial
Luminous bright enough for shining up the brides at a groomÂ
and that's assume in its a matter of will
on the up note surprising of cutthroat
designing intelligent divine and adding data to skill
Lord lovelies serving the kings, at the wings with a breast strokeÂ
and curving the things with wonder sings
To the apex desire possessed and never below withÂ
sexing and whatever to flex ex nihilo
The core strategy of a war between the fence of the soulÂ
and spirit dies a color needed for black
For unanimous and innermost attire for the army decreedÂ
in a fire, breathe and breed the attack
The re-creation of a new and divine humanity necessitates the impartation of fire kindling to the seed of a black skeleton
"Dry Bones"
Official Pharoah impartial God arrow
Jagged from the root sent to make straight this generation
To fix the heart to embrace the charred marrow
Where blood is irrelevant, and muds use is ventilation
Inner workings of a new breed regardless of skin, the burns will furnish it, so lames ain't earning shit
Dark hues are in the soul first, so shark views for gold cursed
is proof that a large amount ain't learning shit
New borns that gotta move through thorns the bothering of heel-catching shoe horns, developing the question
Who warns the matador, the skills el toro
Trampling the devils thinking truth is a suggestion
Phi Beta tests of false starts for true ends
Renders eye balls of them blinded by the knew lens
Even fed pixels in cropped shots and zoom ins
Black thoughts are written in red ink from blue pens
What switch up? Preparation leaves off the bitch up
Education starts with the poor showing the rich up
Some in twos, some in sevens, Noah's Ark, the pitch up
For cut up, the dumb surgeons much rather stitch up
Wish up, define divine is the new black
Bootshine inside the mindset and you lack
Root signs and slides that's dried on a blue rack
True crime denying the fried fish you threw back
Fret not sent on rescue, my black seamen
Well trained of hell claimed but Heaven-backed agreement
The spell framed a nautical way, ask the free men
The belle named an audible play action meaning
Osteo boss, a mafia of Japhia sauce
Light emitted from a height I sit on top of ya cross
If the sitter triggers off a nigger thought and ya wroth
then the bitter should thus consider this Prophet and loss
Jewels of justice entrusted, and fools been disgusted vexed by the text and the sex pools I lusted
Schools by the dozens, and more sweets that bussed it
That's plenty for the shake give or take ten adjusted
Add em to the leaves of the late Eves I raked easing rates and reprieves at their dance and hand gestures
The fire of my steel can make thieves
to recognize the heat of this man makes fans of the ancestorsÂ
"The Beg-Inning (Black Bat)"
Verse 1
Observe the mantis, advanced, of the predator sort
Source of gravity, force of habit for the wait
[And] what's the chances that it's a non-competitor sport
In which the lance is a player swung over the plate
Tectonic I let the sonic waves and the pulse be the breath manual labor to handle the rest
Assumed perfection, and didn't have to weigh the results
This sun is the day worn as sandal and vest
[Address] The truth speaker, the grace thrower, the peace maker
the foundation, the land layer, the light chaser
The screw seeker, the Ace knower, the curse breaker
the star molder, the day holder, and night placer
Figured antithesis, sketched by the wretched,
Madness and method of dancing with death, and The Quick
Trigger at Genesis, blessed when I left it
Reset with resurrections done with my dick
[Convict] The Black Bat and the Ark batter and firm grip
Handling biz and quote "sort of a vampire"
As Yahweh has commanded of my burn trip
to lay up with His thick daughters and campfire
Blaze Often is my nickname, Blast, or Mass Heavy, with lighter fluid under my wing [ignite]
Cause quantum physics is a strict game, that I manufactured relax-ing my thunderous swing [that's right]
Chorus
The Black Bat who repeats the first and last thing
For pursuing the reg, their heads spinning
I tried to keep it discreet but since you're asking
It's your truly who fed the beg-inning [2x]
2nd Verse
Banned from the league with a permanent dismiss
[It seems] performance enhancement is prohibited
But fans keeping heavy breathing on the wish list
And then feed it into my cage unlimited
Praise on premises, holy ground when my toes touch down great feats are part of my thrust
And With the play call nemesis and this type of heat, at the core
my prophetic mantle's over the crust [so I figure]
Peace of the pie, war for the knife and the fork
Serve with a side whip cream and some milk
At the bottom of the 9th, with the ten plague as a midnight strike and taken naked dreamers in silk, behold
as pure gold, [it's] The man of the manifest
Supreme, elite, see Elohim and a plus one
Riding on the cumulus of witnesses, and piercing through the seam to inherit the whole earth as a trustfund
The heir to the lungs of a fortune of torching and fires of poured in desires ablaze
Heated forces, the Queens with the measurement of pleasantries to peasantry o' course to see The Sire amaze
and ain't none of them scrambling to get out happily entrapped with a full slap of "yes" to confirm
# and compliance of taking it shaking in her nakedness alliance of sweet skeet blessing her perm ...
and epiderm...The Louisville slugger with an upside-down swing and wide awake slider returnÂ
Red clay upon the wingspan lays a education of sperm that every thick-thighed rider will learn
Pressure 3rd base, gotta watch this emcee search
For the find is a white grind of thinking I'm blind, by mistake
So run a echolocation just to see I'm the bat
just with the baddest bitches up at the plate
Chorus
The Black Bat who repeats the first and last thing
For pursuing the reg, their heads spinning
I tried to keep it discreet but since you're asking
It's your truly who fed the beg-inning