Lord z
Lord z

three is a magical letter

three is a magical letter

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12 Nov 2022

brain delivery of evil creativity brings a change in the motion of walking with grace n divinity im a cryptic sadistik hopless junkie addicted to tranquilty my ability of a psychotic mental telekenetic scanner electronic magnetic energy projection from my mentality has brought about my connection with my god to be so much more spiritually when i be on the mic i clutch the microphone with a fist full of steel im el finesse using critical brutality in a deliverance of a flow of poetic millitant lethality spitting venom darkening skies napalm breath kid ness rhymes with poisonous acidity arranging equisite nocturnal rainbow bars and slaughter house rows that reverse time and rein hail blows on my enemies leaving them in the chaos with deep wounds cavities im a energised fuse a plug to the god elohim microphone fiend vibrating on the bumble bee space lords frequency alot of the lights follow me when i walk down the night streets they all turn on n off as i pass them my static conductivity you know vwhat they say the cat was killed by curiosity my head is full of voices talking in open spaces they tell me we can not die this is a life of elevating through eternity my gas mask wearing lover likes dressing up a nuns descent to the end of days apocalyptic insane in the vein hostilitry im becoming a drama a giant sleeping creature from the black lagoon a terrorvision a disturbing monstrosity my last rhyme i finally spat in front of a live audience i was told i flowed with a glowing uranium shine like a nuclear melt down leaving mcees with deformities from exposure to my verse of radioactivity im sent frm the stars heavens angel of death gripping the microphone with a fist full of steel flowing rhymes from his intense mind of fire and insane toxcicity i walk the line cause of spirits who possess me from the holy trinity i’m am holy then an owl who who are you tell me now or forever be slaughtered in verse spinning in a disc watbu say one man army i am mom miguel i am hell a prison cell for one to have fell

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brain delivery of evil creativity brings a change in the motion of walking with grace n divinity im a cryptic sadistik hopless junkie addicted to tranquilty my ability of a psychotic mental telekenetic scanner electronic magnetic energy projection from my mentality has brought about my connection with my god to be so much more spiritually when i be on the mic i clutch the microphone with a fist full of steel im el finesse using critical brutality in a deliverance of a flow of poetic millitant lethality spitting venom darkening skies napalm breath kid ness rhymes with poisonous acidity arranging equisite nocturnal rainbow bars and slaughter house rows that reverse time and rein hail blows on my enemies leaving them in the chaos with deep wounds cavities im a energised fuse a plug to the god elohim microphone fiend vibrating on the bumble bee space lords frequency alot of the lights follow me when i walk down the night streets they all turn on n off as i pass them my static conductivity you know vwhat they say the cat was killed by curiosity my head is full of voices talking in open spaces they tell me we can not die this is a life of elevating through eternity my gas mask wearing lover likes dressing up a nuns descent to the end of days apocalyptic insane in the vein hostilitry im becoming a drama a giant sleeping creature from the black lagoon a terrorvision a disturbing monstrosity my last rhyme i finally spat in front of a live audience i was told i flowed with a glowing uranium shine like a nuclear melt down leaving mcees with deformities from exposure to my verse of radioactivity im sent frm the stars heavens angel of death gripping the microphone with a fist full of steel flowing rhymes from his intense mind of fire and insane toxcicity i walk the line cause of spirits who possess me from the holy trinity i’m am holy then an owl who who are you tell me now or forever be slaughtered in verse spinning in a disc watbu say one man army i am mom miguel i am hell a prison cell for one to have fell

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