Satan Took My Lover
Satan took my lover- Hoverin' above like an undercover- You're uncovered so you'll struggle- I hold a shovel and a plan that you can't stand and you won't stand- You're gonna fall like humpty dumpty off the wall that you set up so get up and move when I spit this groove- so smooth you'll slip- don't trip when I unload a clip of metaphor you have in store- try to keep me poor like a roarin' lion- you're lyin' stealin, kill n destroy? These toys God gave me I'll deploy. Boy it's great to anhiallate this demonic sheat- Too late 'cause you don't quit. So I'll split the heads of these crooked eek speaking of which you're gonna burn like a witch- Try to snitch on me- just based on lies, you see? My God despises lies so they all fry where they belong. Did I mention that you're wrong? Oh well- you're blind as well so you'll burn in hell under the spell you made the choice to see. Well done, but not in good or faith- more like a steak heated with your own mistake. So break the chains or lose the game- it's been the same since you made your first claim. I'm taming a lion so don't be cryin' or try to lie. I won't make any threats that end with the word 'sky' ?! It's do or die don't be surprised just opening your eyes is the closest thing to a prize.
Copyright © Bryce Albe-Quenzer | Year Posted 2011
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