Thursday, June 27, 2013

"No Church In The Wild" rewrite

Human beings to a moth!
What’s a moth to a king? What’s a king to a God?
What Gods love a non-believer, who believes in everyone?
Will you make it out alive? Bullshits not right, no church but Christ!
Fear in my bedroom alone.
Screams left to die on the floor.
Lies on the lips of a cheat.
Freedom disguised as a stroke.
Toiling in a smokeless lie.
Death is hiding from me, only times got this.
Fractured sight, all shattered like kaleidoscope dreams.
Cannabis craft, knits crystallized brain.
Sweetleaf dealer you charge for this chance.
Is it righteous to ignore the Hebrew word?
Socrates asked “y’all, I drank what?”.
Pull back the vale, seek!
I’m out here calling, I know you read my tweets.
I was a welder, I used to lay beads.
Love is the Holy Ghost, get out of hell be free, preach!

Rage in the morning made me blackout
I call that punch drunk fever
You can not control my aggression
Just roll more weed up until I get some

Don’t form a new religion

No sins as long as there's permission
And deception is the only felony
So never hurt no one without telling me
Starless night and aspirin
My blood pressure was a mad reel
Sun came up, 5 a.m.
I wonder if I died then
Thinking about hateful things
Who was robbing me of honest time
One tattoo on my shoulder not looking back
No other ink I saw to that
That's something that the phony can’t see
That's something that the teacher won’t teach
When we die, the money we can't keep
But we probably spend it all 'cause the pain ain't cheap

Preach