Coyote Cortez is Danny B

5 years ago

on a stairway to heaven quarter past seven. dead but still so lively. due time for succession cut ties with the smiley baboons bumping tunes murderous goons hang from harpoons 6 steps from the tombs. drop the bomb and let it boom feel the echoes in the halls from the soldiers screams wish I could a done something but they've been goooone for centuries , injuries so disturbing I could keep my self from hurting even though im gone forever days have oh fasho no bull been better. tryna seek the light to shine some wisdom around these horns n halo going hard if I do say so guided by the flames I walk through shadows of a doubtless hoping seem like I left way too lonely shoulda listend to the HOPI white man find yourself away from "homies" separate then drink peyote. Somewhere quiet listen closely . . sing into the depths of oceans zoom out far above the bogies eagle's soared and Lions grunted felt like I was flippin floating green screen in a movie or something couldn't shake the inner giggle had the answers to the hintless riddles blue Grass in the back ground shit sounded kinda dope Frank Beach strummin banjo Charlie Daniels on the fiddles lighting candles for the vigils cables from those harpooned dudes are fuckin stuck up in those vistas by the tombs of all their victims take a gaze how twizted this is?! why are they so hiss n vicious keep it moving with a quickness seeing things start looking brighter no more screaming no more fires sun is shining even brighter even higher sense desire cannabis from wiz khalifa already rolled cones wit cricket lighters1p on Note metas wey comigo