[Verse 1: Moor Mother]
I hold space that can't be curved
Snake coil, ribcage of dark goddess
Hallow be thy name in the belly of existence
Mystic nights of square fables
Snake and man
Lamb and sacrifice, mothers of darkness
A priest without his head Council of 33 inside the dome of heaven
Under the tongue of a reverend (Nah)
Oh, Lord
Oh, God
Don't come down, stay high
The rock cried
I can't hide you
They gon' find you
They gon' lynch you and call it suicide
Where you gonna run to?
The rock cried
The rock cried
[Sample: Beah Richards]
I had experiences on the stage that I didn’t think were possible and then a strange thing happened. On the stage, I was complete and perfect. Lacking no essential characteristic, nothing. The curtain came down and, who am I? Who am I?
[Verse 2: billy woods]
Landfill smolderin'
Hydroxychloroquine unpacked and boxed up again with no point of origin
Everything overboard, if they board us, his own land feel foreign to him
And for the record
Fuck preservation, rather swing in the wind
Purple face, tongue black, hangin' out, warnin' my kin
For my kind, I'll go out on a limb
Young king
Short range, blood sing in the veins, kids play wargames, untaught
Dead braves dance around the burnin' fort
Buyer's remorse for everything that we bought
But he'll still pry the pennies off the eyes of a corpse
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