Confound, then bound, the fire that burns hot.

The red light that stops, the pigs that we cop.…

Alienware, for the love of stock shares.

Souls to spare, what's right is…

Scissor kick.



To gather all chips.



Vegas like hip.



The dudes continue to tip.



The opposite of Crip.



An all out Blood.



In the air, the flood.



Marijuana like Bud.



I'm her bud.



Wise to the ears.…

The Lion Head.



Red that's bled.



What's lost is said.



Turning into gold from led.



Draconian High.



I am the King.



Bright like bling.



The Orion Reptilian with wings.



Look to right.



I write it down.



Souls…

Fool's gold.

An alchemist with led.…

Relish the relish, the Wurm tatted with the black.

A Nectar God, who looks tall, and also can…

Moana Lisa

Too cheap for tricks, it turns out she's a bitch.

Skull n Bone Witch, continues to unload clips.

Here's s tip, get off what we call pricks.

The Babylonian Whore, who sucks blood like a tick.

She honors the Crips, but I rep the Red.

Her s0n Matthew…

Sub-Zero frost, with a heart white as snow.

Dump truck driving on ice, it's bound to lose…

²³ For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.

3l00D R3D

The fed upset, rock em to sleep, like bed.…

Love that's red, breakfast in bed.

Shed with tools, to remind yourself to stay,…

20 on the dot with 20 vision that rots.

All comes to a stop, having to stand in place to hip…

The flow so hot, from the bottom to the top.



Chop up the block, the cream of the crop.



Stop when red, fed with food, then hit.



Having to take a break, then begin to sit.



On the toilet, like shit, it hurts to the core.



The Whore of Babylon, released, looking to score.



Four score boar, her…

Hot like the color red.



The C.I.A., like a fed.



The cousin of death, in bed.



And you're trying to earn your street cred?



Fed up with the front.



A pussy who plays baseball likes to bunt.



Smoking ashes to ashes to dust.



And you swear I'm needing to…

To glow or to repeat?



The song like feat.



McDonalds like cheap.



The blood that seeps.



Align with wine.



Dionysian times.



At the right time.



To avoid all crime.



The piece like dime.



I wish to be…

Generate the heat.



The blood we keep.



Gang like show.



Back to the Future like, "b0w."



What's lost is sold.



December like cold.



Black like bold.



Continue to show.



What's reaped is sown.



I got…

Pluto debate, the line that stays straight.



To create, inflate, sols that are stuck on a stake.



To kneel, is your fate, boxed in like a crate.



And you wonder why I don't fuck with you, you're fake.



Eating you like wine, a nice medium-rare steak.



At the bottom of a fake like lake.



To sin, is…

Hurts the sol, the goal for her is to be alone.



She sells her body, and spreads like speakerphone. 



No more goal, the God that stole the show.



In which, she a witch, we abduct her through the death flow.



Now you know, she must perish and die.



Rather believe the truth, then a blatant lie.



Disguised as a…

That blood that spoils.



Blood that's royal.



Decomposed like soil.



Meet your fate.



A (s0l) to take.



No point in revealing.



Spirits they stealing.



For the Kundalini they feeling.



Reel it in.



Take a deep…

The blood that's red.

A Christ that bleeds, and pulls ahead.…

In debt to an idea.

One too loud, one to heal.

Avoid having to kill.

At the same time, not wanting to steal.

Crisp as white, it's cold.

The heat that burns, they fold.

S0ls handelin', we sold.

And may we be reminded that we're bold?