Release...by Musa

out come the beast/ untainted loose in the streets/ papi like yo get it from me/ it's was only Sunday/ well dry runway/ praying for a stream someday/ canoes, ships, and boats to paddle/ on a raffle/ eating sour cattle/ with drugs we battle/ trade wars of course/ fire burning from a thrown torch/ put out, slept on the porch/ as the rain falls/ embarrassment crawls/ beneath the croweds wires disconnected/ water reject/ in far land can't accept it/ just few bucks and some herbs/ strolling a flat surface no crubs/ spraying lyso in the air/ disappear/ treated so weird/ hacked and tracked by queers/ its a noway/ resfuse to have it your way/ men claim to be incharged/ but no spirit at large/ no defense nor bradge/ it mad sad seeing mad dads march boulevards/ creating odd arts as on stone they carved/ no misunderstanding/ give back the house just am demanding/ what's creative in the art/ release from dark/ burried with the ark/tunnels and caves where it starts/ fly bug into skin scratching the heart/ the mind and vocals depart/ papers overdated/ town so overrated/ the swarty them hate it/ before the landing it was greatness/ over time became stateless/ no support for a rapist/ need to be locked, and beaten in cages/ unknown cases/ thrown and identified as races/ this game how they play this/ dollars collects attitudes/ no cents for the rude/ denied cash back, when the hands are up/ see the hunger in the face, it dugged with cuffs/ going in broke I had enough/ now we playing pictionary/ lustful thoughts on who I can marry/ she said she want it, but feeling scary/ and her man she can't stand so she keeps it hairy/ pounds from Brits/ wiped by the U.S shits/ many words can be used in sentences/ only operating where the french is/ kingdom of Wahyahuda, better yet dreams of Wankanda/ why check the past when its the future thats haunts us/ what's not correct has no bottom/ dirt box spot them/ out of control they got Jim/ what's creative in the art/ release from dark/ burried with the ark/tunnels and caves where it starts/ fly bug into skin scratching the heart/ the mind and vocals depart/