The Song of Solomon Sung As A Different Kind of David
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"A Different Kind of David"
Verse 1
They knew something was truly different about me,
Through the mocking, and the spitting, and proceeding to doubt me
And conspired to toss the weight of the world on my shoulders,
but realized they couldn’t lift that shit up without me
I waved em off and told em not to lift a thing, I got it from here
It takes a special kinda rank and positioning
A sure-fire development, and well up of green that I seen
God deposit in my bank of conditioning
They weren’t listening, showing deceived
With the ego, the thieves weren’t really willing to stay put
And went to grip the earth to lift, but then slipped
I smirked and then simply caught that shit with my barefoot
I swear the heir shook the stars to a tremble
[SPRING WAR] the onlookers held there piece in dismay
Cuz God left the elements for me to assemble [BRING MORE]
And put the science that their chasing on display
Hook
Risen to the left made a way for the wrong
Hung a distant shine of liberty to which they had a right
Prison due to breath played the day for the song
Sung a different kind of David that He gave em as the light [That’s me!]
Verse 2
They had to admit s’ pretty hard to resist the obeisance
Though I humbly measured glory to share
But they treated the gesture as a trick and a pretense
By-passed the mantle tossed and leaving it there
I would guess they know not the magnitude of implications
Affixed to the destiny they threw in the trash
The reign of The Royal Priest through Heaven's election they scratched
Like an infection that’s due to a rash [THEN RASH ON]
The bloodclot and the scab had picked a bone with me
For letting intelligent brethren falter
But swearing on the melanin God gave, this relevant
Concave impression left me dead on the altar
I never seen… so many lost… about the power gifted
Unsettled lien and what it cost just to have it lifted
So I bleed the benefits, Judge breed of Benjamin
well-freed of the bench and the robe knowing the gavel shifted
the foresight of divine, the force and height of prophetically relevant medicine set in suspense
I'm the rock and doctor, the shocking proctor, the nasty prophet
who offers the mudding, the cleanse and the rinse
Fret a warning that my burning bush smoke is intense
For running with the sum of assumptions/ the biggest offense
But my anvil's are a handful, fire balancing now
Iron-fist with flint face, [just] call me Aleph and Tau
You get it?
When you look and you see me standing between NEW columns of Solomon
Just know a different kind of day, and a different kind of David is here.
Landlord, G-O-E, God on the earth.
"Honking At The Birdwatchers"
Verse 1
Decreed from many waters of The King
That is flowing by The River of Government Everlasting
The bare market bully and fully naked
Pulling His dick out to signify which vote He’s never casting #
Undressing, with her I’m preferring the toss salads
Over kissing the ass to the donkey on cost ballots
Or irrelevant elephants, lying to die twice
Unprepared and bared with evil scared of the blind mice #
My divine advice is critical
Their wedded to a false thrown rice political
It's pitiful, and the whole American system is fraud
telling me to pick who's qualified to govern a God, I think not
On your white paper spills the ink spot
The black and righteous uncaught soon as you blink shot
The Chaldean Captain, everything but trapped in
A scam that either candidate can still get slapped in - SWEAT
from the brow of an Adam who’s had enough
Of laboring to catering to your white supremacy
Cleverly called a democratic-republic
With still a measure of “fuck with” in spite of you giving me- HOPE
That with me simply casting a vote, it will change
The bull strength to the principal system
But here’s a rule of thumb for the school of the dumb
Hearing a kamikaze bomb is more applicable wisdom
Of course I'm thrown off, but look who's squealing
A rancid land full of un-re-generate swine
Pork over evil underhanded shit that you deal in
I'll add some of my piss into the taste of the brine
I’m honking at the birdwatchers lay up quite foul
Whistling to teach em what it means to fight fair
This throw is gonna cost em the American Dream
In the seem as they wonder why i'm seen in their nightmare
The bright heir to the throne flashed on pupils
Ripping out hearts covered during pledge of allegiance
For a better waking month of conviction,
the friction befriending the enemy swords edge to your regions
That's a little more than half of the disgust
and Ill repute I’ve measured in judgment since I was born
Tell the other birds that they can be freed or fricasseed
depending on their flight when I'm honking my horn
*making car horn noise* bnn bnn bnnnn
"A Land Reign In Alkebulan"
If you can imagine bringing a people back under the rulership of a righteous King
It’s similar to the high sexual nature between a King… a King and His woman
Verse 1
Yeah! On first sight on the first night she took notice
The Black Ruby had Nubian alms
So to understand swift running my hands at justice
Was a must her proof was she knew me in psalms
The next queue was viewing the palms
So the branch could fit advance
To hurt the hurricane when it calms
In a bitter wind and tempest and a mile of wildfire
I assess that she was both the burning and balms,
The back and forth had me act sort of a menace
For the grade A, the paved way had came with a curve
But I'm in it, green ball that hit the border in tennis
Or the last nerve, to acing one helluva serve [12]
The overhead swing and a ping is a string pull
To know a land brings to a king a supreme rule
and just book wise the look size of Melchizedek
shook levi’s priestly order and gene pool
The offspring and the root and through the father Jesse
A hard ringing pursuit where every daughter bless me
and as a tree with the fruit for energy to recruit for me
the women had went as far as sulawesi
The influx of black gold to see the land rich
Overflowing with the milk and the bee stuff
A sweet touch of the soul in a sandwich
Glowing in silk garm where the farming can be tough
A match made under Heaven with a seven
by The Trio and meted in the bake of heat
And that's traded and the plunder from a legend
and a griot # repeated generationally
The flowing of the rivers at my delivery stops not
For the continuing crops to grow
That’s how a brother with the hand of The MotherLand
Can turn a penny to a grand, watch the show
YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
It’s like bring it back the original, ya know what I mean?
Verse 2
Her inhale’s my exhale we blend wind
A good fuck put a storm in the sky
And breathing in her ear is enough for the deer
To keep warm and wet where it's normally dry
The mainstay of her reign play is a musical
A crown worn of a town torn in quarters
But then a monument is set in the common
in a bet and her legs at my begs spread her borders
I have an avarice to now see the savages
that once raided aiding the expanding of her territory
Sent her night to place, set their face to a grim
And when I reaped what I sowed, I let her wear the glory
The daughters at waters flowing to fetch bad,
set an oath we're both unwilling to skip
Till every woman, child, and dad’s a sketch pad and
drawing from her well for a villager sip
Sound more and more erotic by the second
I think you feel the… you can feel there’s sexual tension there.
Verse 3
A new meaning of brown liquor and crown royal
I’m now praising her Fer-tile ground soil
From Euphrates to Nile, no hate or denial
She got style that I dig and found oil
[Slick] got candy Ethiopian lick of the skin
With two Smooth and appropriate kicks for the win
A persuasion that she fed to the moon
And a ray of sun I hope that she emits with no end
A plan to get my hands on her Tanzania
and Mimicking what I taught the Sudanese
That being dark is a mark of standing free,
her response of bowing is what brought me to my knees
With the trophy and the ribbon of a Libyan
And a mind of where an Alexandrian scholar sits
We can both be amphibian, landing and wet while
Her twerking and popping for me is politics
Speak diplomacy, kiss foreign policy
Peeking and the notice me is whispering I gotta see
Victoria Falls and secret calls in the midnight
Congo express and deep diving as an odyssey
Natural resource a three-course meal and a feel
That made my naked appeal almost appear as hers
Nigerian and Liberian truth revealing that
My body and soul are co-conspirators
Trafficking myself into a ring of saturated in lust
For a black flame, stricken match made in the dust
That came together in the wake of an era
Where the chemistry had made an oasis at Sahara
First of kin to the Kenyan retaining
What’s on the land and that beyond the sea
And Ghana’s a guarantee of the rest possessed
the fest of an eternal Alkebulan and me
"Creature of Have It"
Verse 1
Weighted— On the scale of the first to a thousand
I double fist enlisted five hundred a piece
Which is really a ton split, Son lit, with the clouds in
Form eight for n’all nations wonder increase
Tribe of Gad shock, to pad lock, I’m bad doc you meant to assent
To change a better for a fettering word
And to eat a wing, delete a thing, when ready to see the king seated
It’s gon be heated’s what I said to a bird
See the bill fold, I’m real gold, and keeping it a hunnit
When the shew fits my crew sits new in groups of fifty
It’s too juicy and true jews choose to jubilee
To recruit to spear at the fruit and produce it with me
Seeded like the melons grown to the throne compliance,
And as it were, yeah’I prefer a thick to a slimmer thigh
Pulling a hamstring, Shem-doing the damn thing
Cause supremely with The Elohim is how I identify
superlative advice as a Christmas merchandise is this
The gift will cost but the rapping is free
And If only one God can create Gods, then
what are the quad odds the multiply will happen in Me
I’m the bedrock, the too fresh Tarrat Blackstone
In the facts, pumping naked acts as shoe to a polish
The thunder to edit, but wonder when did I elevate
To white master’s master, who could abolish it” Black
Chorus
Taking everything in reach of unreachable length
On some gimme dat, sneak, and a grab it
They can’t tell if I’m a preacher or savage pro-phet
Stop, I'm just a creature of have it [2x]
Verse 2
As a dog’s petted for evidence, for better sense, a walk in reverse
The laws of nature in my talk and a verse
I’m the black board of directors, back light and projector’s
Pen and pixel, sharpened penciling, and chalk in a curse
As courtesy, curtsy, then pull your dress up for the bless up
My presence gifts her shifts to the fess up
The way I embrace her, her, her relates to
No erase, I trace and highlight when she mess up, The
Scribble of a car-tune, a gasp and swoon, I
Got her Mind blown as Branford Marsellis’s art
I’m so close to The Lord’s mit in my pitch and performance
That the holy angelic can barely tell us apart
I’m guessing now that I can switch to the embellishing part
No exaggeration sex addict waiting to star in a porn flick
The swarm thick as thieves running bees to the hive
The cold spelling wives turning to warm quick
Temperature, arise when I enter the court rooms
Con-fessions of lusting or at least a report, and
I had the witches all baw-ling…swept with the porch brooms
A macroaggression of them feasting for more
Who am I to deny their fire,
when I’m a nat-u-ral gas-sing, Nat Turner to Tina
The rest and the rescue coalesced and best you’ve
ever seen as subtle with affirming demeanor
Chorus
Taking everything in reach of unreachable length
On some gimme dat, sneak, and a grab it
They can’t tell if I’m a preacher or savage pro-phet
Stop, I'm just a creature of have it [2x]
3rd Verse
I see her knees like the opening lines of an opera
Buns hanker for my ballpark franklin sinatra
news let, and she’s spotting my two step befuddled
that I’m in her puddle without getting my shoes wet
Yeah, it’s my stroke that got her weak on her left side a
Knocked out her socks sort of swing at Comiskey
The batter caught a ball, but to her face that added to her cake
A small sip of Tennessee Whiskey
I’m a menace and risking her retire
a-peeling her rubber the free-wheeler like that muscle and flex guy
The groove me eluded, has moved some of them dudes in
Chromosomic confusion and this proving their ex why
the over-thrown was under Es-ther ma-ted,
for a long debate exception to the rule
My promenade had made Obama raid Osama
I kinda played the bomber threatening to the fool
So we gotta give em something to talk about and rate
This mac’s entire weight’s in the mouth of Black Reba and then
wipe me down, Dick Davidic, Tabernacling soapy
Hot water for running a Bathsheba [YEAH]
Chorus
Taking everything in reach of unreachable length
On some gimme dat, sneak, and a grab it
They can’t tell if I’m a preacher or savage pro-phet
Stop, I'm just a creature of have it [2x]
"Blaring Stereogamy"
Say Cheese to Craft Singles
The Jehu of Say Who Interacts and Mingles
The mission of dissing Baal to chip bags of pringles
The kiss and tell of Jezebel Cat Tats and Jingles
Division well one and a wonder Marco polo aim
Sharks in waters of plenty daughters and photo fame
Picture this in a mixture of a snowglobaling fixture
elixir to resurrect collective as a solo game
to target the knew brand of marketing you see
the adds and multiplies even where the vulture flies
when it tries the culture to invoke a stroke o’ lies end cap
we capitalize flies and put it on a poster winging it
And stringing up the caramel and chocolate popcorn
a hot storming kettle where the metal is not warm /
settling the measure of the veterans, When its costs
we emboss the losses for better wins
A cute couple is a set of twins, to eat up
the meat up and rubber necking to shit fun
The cards where the queens are in the hand of a king
is like throwing out two dice and expecting to hit one
Whether stray bullet or big gun the bullseye
to fools lie, telling em to swell in their hearts
Went against the wind propelling and parts of a plane Jane
Bidding for the melanin arts to be reign claimed
# By some fella with a Cinderella umbrella
# Seller with smooth like groove that can run Stella
forth with a fifth of the nip and a new trip and faaall
making nude autumn wanna get up too
The risk of a bid up flew
with the birds who think mere words can alter a flight
With no salve or a solving her sight
Then I'm guessing the nest to a bird chest is taller in height [well measure!]
cuz if a one eyed pirate can find treasure
With just a hook, a black patch, and a wooden leg
Then surely the two-eyed kind can align pleasure
With a thigh showing, even knowing that he shouldn't beg
[I think it’s glam you reexamine pink salmon
And feature ham and bring Pam, if she's family,
then tell her send a friend instead but I'm getting head
and thank you for the recommend cuz when I'm in the bed it's never defiled
all’s fair in war and fucking, spot me,
I'm not the children of the corn, Im shucking,
so if you ignore this bucking thinking sucking’s off the table
then tell the head lady at Cox to free cable, Yeah,
I got the hook up, as master of the p,
that's the queue, for the triple x pastor with a fee,
it's attached to the passion and the fact that you're asking me,
relaxing like the package can't go back to the factory
[The macking’s just a matter of dinner rather
Extra cheese for a quick teasing even when the sinners gather]
Hey Hey Hey…. stop right ight there….
Oh my bad *laugh*
But I'm making myself clear though, right? Okay!
"Mr Universe"
Praise The Fervent Heat Celestial God
The Elements’ in My hand
Verse 1
Like Mike Tyson throwing darts with the fold blind
The flexing of the ex-nihilo canvas of who be
The calling of the curtain multi-galaxy gold mine
The Seven Thirty Seven sex bridge of the ruby Six
sixty I've always been a fan of the And one,
Not plane but I jumped out and sure I can land one
The Skydiving Greatest Celebration of Woman
Branded for first place seconds from the vaginal hand run
The gravitational rocking optical lock Ash
The Bright orange is pouring a topical shock
Strut the catwalk, the dogfight, for King of the grouper
Individual who reaps residuals for the stooper
When it wears off the fair soft skin of the climbers
Sought the mountain top kissing and the roar of The Lion
Let the motion in the oceanic flow be the timers
Of the main event I came and went to pour into Zion
Crash NASA on my chest of astrophysics
and master degrees, so the resistance enforces a take two
The fact Valentino doctoring of a squirrel
I guarantee the nut'll wet tissue paper the breakthrough
And blow discovery to escape who
The ink drying of who's supplying life, assigning the dead rights
The middle of the civil delivery discerning a digiorno
the kneading of the Doe in my headlights
My dear, better buckle up, I strut as a buck
The wild rollercoaster ride fire fanning at light speed
And Network for you to stay inspired to suck
And brings his own first aiding for the bandage you might need
Foxholes are only smart for the troops who have a
shot at shelter against the fiery attack
But the fact that I own the hole, ground, and the spark in
this white world of gas is really irony in black
Hook
Who holds the curtain of all that exists
And the lits that emits in His fists
It's Mister Universe
The contents of the elements melt in his hands according to his belts and demands
Who holds the scroll of all that exists
And the lits that emits in His fists
It's Mister Universe
The contents of the elements melt in his hands according to his belts and demands
Verse 2
Merge constellations in response to the Ancient
My scrolling finger gave pitch to the black holes
The quantum matter made them scale to an atomic sanction
And trace a pattern to a switch in the black souls
A fair enough assertion, the aquanautic, the aeronautic, the astronomic
Has incremental hints suggesting that my ass was on it
Riding the asteroid to blast past the voids of the continuum that mass destroyed
Now set that in the context of bomb sex
you’ve landed on the active rays of extremities
of inner weaves lascivious, an interstellar cellar where the
lower thieves oblivious To thinner breeds of energy
The binary, blind find very defined climb
to carry a divine cherry to the milky way and pop it
Sold a solar magnetic field for better yield a
telescopic and this planetary never tell her stop it
You need to bleed to meet the Meteor [Meatier] Man
The Bursar of The Ursa Major calculates a lesser burst
Defeats the purpose of the heat in your hand
When the creases of the cosmic shape releases off the pressure first
Eleven doors of metaphors into hyperspace
Four-dimensional and six in potential practice #
And set a course, that fed a force, as a sniper face
You gotta ask my ex but y a z-axis
Celestial- resting is kinetic pulling solar flares
When the golden ratio is set to lunar first
And cords of energy is sending heat to polar bears
Perform fellatio to Sunny Mr. Universe
Chorus
Who holds the curtain of all that exists
And the lits that emits in His fists
It's Mister Universe
The contents of the elements melt in his hands according to his belts and demands
Who holds the scroll of all that exists
And the lits that emits in His fists
It's Mister Universe
The contents of the elements melt in his hands according to his belts and demands
*Repeat*
"Pumping The Ashes (The Best Dance of David)"
From the start I was looking for a partner, when none showed
The sunkissed Orange Ash was willing
It turns out she’s ripping the burn out of the gun smoke
To prep the hearts Agent Cash was stealing
And passed the feeling # of letting soul be the HR
A music staff with a rest and new clefs
If not right, I must be the grand of the south south paw paw
cutting with razor shoes stepping with two lefts
I'm too Def even when commanding from here
If you sitting scared then you should be standing in fear
Or kneeling if your bent on concealing the fan
At the Grammys, I’m the only God Man of the year
So there can be more lords that enter the floor
From the pitcher with a rich drip sent to the pour
If you wanna say a monster influenced the “wants tuh”
Then blame it on the boogie in advance! LET’S DANCE!
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot and a Hotspot wifi
Or why defy when the locks got
Broken open to assail the veil of American hell
Swell of comparison tells embarrassment #
Is a fair that they’re choosing to join
On my two-headed coin I will brashly flip
And however it lands, I’m a man that’s cut throat, fuck goin luck
Hold up, Ashley dip, WOOO!
A quick spin and I’m pulling her close, and we’re
Cheek to cheek, then a look in her eyes, it’s
Chance for me and my solo slaughter
Getting off on my dance Saul’s daughter despises
Ark back in the camp is the reason
And they can’t shade the lamp of the season
Winter went into a summer time quickly switch from
Past dealings of tramp and a treason
I'm up from burning in the heat of a spurn
To the spawn of eternity in frame-by-frame— I’m
A combo of Solomon and David
I played the music, sung the song and reign-danced at the same time
I'm ending my recording… right now. 🤣
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