1.
Clowning drowning, then the world is frowning;
motherfuckers toe the line and want me docile.
Am meek, but carry a sword on my hip showing;
rapping on Heavens door, like Jacob, blowing –
“Dear God, hath mercy, my 10 for 20, please file!”
then his big brother seeks blood, for the grift to rile.
Wrestling with Angels and breaking hips and hounding!
2.
“Bless me, Jesus, renounce me, and receive;
your punishment better, than worldly renown!”
“Let me go, for the sun is drawing, I leave!”
“No I shant, Bless me, and I'm Yours, please!
I don't care if you beat me into a Down!!”
“Fine, Whiteraven, Deus Vult your Quest, own;
like Degurechaff, the HR guy, seek and deceive!”
3.
Like the silent footsteps of the shadow of the Lord;
the left hand path, “Conflict” the Communist spook.
To Lam your Lan and Stand your Gram Borg;
all Hell's Angels Welcome, Woke Scholars Zorg!
5th your elements, Akasha your mana-hooks;
the grim reaper is Wicking your Johns outlooks –
Its time to fall to your knees, swear fealty, True North!
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