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 files 

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 groom 

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 stroke 

and curving the things with wonder sings

To the apex desire possessed and never below with 

sexing and whatever to flex ex nihilo

The core strategy of a war between the fence of the soul 

and spirit dies a color needed for black

For unanimous and innermost attire for the army decreed 

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

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 ancestors 

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 return 

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