G 1 2 The Sky

G 1 2 The sky Brothers imma be there soon, if not down here causing mass rates of doom underneath them bright stars and that shinning moon, writing bars, fighting till I've made enough room, for them likely scars that we may assume, to be collected on our way out, now we're marching down the main road with another main note, we ain't afraid, I've won my same vote the same one that I was given, I chose my trade, in this life I'll be living, living to our dying days with hell as an achievement we'll just accept and praise is it going direct, down the rabbit hole with out a graze, my dream that I'll find and raise, in this life of my mine, I got this ace of spades, still looking for a connection a completion the hearts are coming out the shades, what's next my sharpened pen of blades, my ten while on a Crusade, my men throwing them hand grenades, be prepared cause I've done my wrongs and I've done a lot of rights, blessing those around me giving those a gasp of sights, set onto the right pathways, while laughing at the thought they wanted me dead, my staff stays, in my hand, so I must be dying, but its truth that I ain't dead, so brothers and sisters don't worry I must be lying, cause its the laws of rights that im defying so its bound to seem like im doing more then trying and maybe I am maybe im not, but Spacey's grace is the whole plot, from start to the end, just don't forget that, to why we're more then men, and women, we're a family thats always winning, even while sinning, even while their trimming things down, I'm a Saint a perfect clown, so im almost certain ill still get up and run this town