

Prompt / Lyrics
I can count on the fact that some , ..of you actors have to come... Forward eventually , Since the events I see , Prevent my street , Mentality from fallin' casualty , So i non chelantly, almost casually, Go to bat for peace , Actually... Wagin' war for the poor , Causin' have-ick for the non combative , Fighting demons with the light im beamin', Being polite & descent , In spite of recent... Events that took place organically, Or more than candidly , Them happen to be planned demandingly, And if we, Dont understand the strings.. On our back that' re being pulled, Then how do we know who's pullin' em.. Cuz they fully snuck, Inside of us while we were asleep, All these sheeples that peep, All these bo peeps that speakin' Chinese, Or hebrew,the timing is see through, The lining we eat through, The diamonds we need to, Create electrical currency , Skeptical detourents, They expect you to collect on the insurance, But men's blurred words are concurrent, Some some current world insurance, Battle of the masters of the past universe, Do the worst ... And hope...hope ,hope for the best... Just like the smoke from the breth.... Of the dragons that rises out of the ocean from rest, Im hopin' the blessed, Will remain safe... When its my time to leave this deranged place... I hope he opens heavens main gate... My pane takes, On so many different faces... So many types of names So any type of games... Is welcomed but forbidden intermittently... Allegedly, Presumably, Usually at least one or two I be, Loosing my noodles and screws as I speak ..... May the words ive chosen... Reverb to the nerds im hopin'... Get to go old in, This slowly broken smoldering culdron of folks that're open, To the truth but not..not very often,.alot of em' scoffin'... Alpt of em' mockin'... Cuz i state the obvious that these frog men coukd not in... A million years reach speeds of mock ten... Thats hog wash...and if you believe all that odd talk then you can lock my dogs crotch,.and chalk it up to a long walk, But we won't be on top ... If we fall for the first thing thats drops its offspring on our watch... My scars soft... Over time the hardness goes away...
Tags
Westcoast gangsta rap, RnB auto tuned male vocals, Alt Rock star melodic smokey burnt feeling, electric Ukelaylee,drums
3:19
No
8/13/2025