Damn The Gods

.:Palms Spring Up All Night:.

I.
 
We’ve all been sent that Signature Sign
You got yours; I got mine
Received it...First class right on time
The one that’s asserting Satan is divine
Yet for sure this is not about a victim-less crime
So Please. Don’t tease. Just un-wind
 
Discover what’s being called the Dawn’s Early Light
For most, if not all, we just wanna write
See we’re into these Last Days of The Glorious Insight
Bad Brokers broke trying to take flight
 
Yes, here we are again.
Catching the Flow of The Bob-a-long grin
Formerly whispered about, then...shouted about by Babylon Men
Wherein we just place each new Baby Jay on a brick lawn for ten
 
Calling him “The New Jawn Son”
 
Another sacrifice
Hoping this one turns out better than nice
Here where the course of course is always on course
Running its course of  “Hey babe, can we just get along?”
As long as another pal-around-pedophile reaches for that bong
Forgetting side glances yet stealing looks that are all wrong
All of ‘em in 3D except for the part called “we”
Now tell us...what do you see?
 
We’re thinking each Bob needs a Thumping Beat
While this could probably be in 2D as in too deep
Managed Madness? It’s just too hard to sleep
Wherein each weird glance is setup to creep
So, we’re looking for that viable exchange
Using our third eye just to re-arrange
Yeah, we’re all pumped-up while scoping
And yes, we got that required bit of hoping
Where the private care everywhere
lends itself to doping
 
 

II.
 
So we’re out here coping
Looking within & without for a better place
Trying to minimize any & all-subjective waste; this place
Where we can...one more time, chill & rearrange
Knowing to some this might read kind of strange
But that’s why we need to keep the mind right
To keep and remain on what’s real avoiding every False Light
Avoiding “that of Satan and his blight”
 
Yes, this is Our Plight
 
So let us pray...Oh GOD
Please. Please turn the table
Please make us of those who are able
Turning us towards the GOOD things in our favor
Yes, wanting YOU as our one & only Savior
So please, we want to be a Better Neighbor
 
And yes, we’re now certain we can do without the vapor
With the dissed-connect we’re sure YOU could have us anchor
Forgoing that flash flooding of bad to worsening news; those sick views
In terms of what could be called The Saddest of Blues
Because we see those foxes are just like crabs...
All of ‘em off in that barrel waiting to handle us like scabs
Picking. This while covering the
Who & What of what we shouldn’t choose
No, we’d rather peacefully snooze
 
So LORD, for sure we just need YOU to make us able
Same as The Kid; it’s us wanting to lay low in YOUR stable
Begging YOU for it. For sure we’d be GOOD for it
All we can say is...
We’ve been up all night for it
 
So Please. Don’t tease

Fuck 'Em

Can't say I care if
there's a million or only one
woman or man
I don't give a fuck

I just want an explanation
for the narcissism and for them to tell me
in my face that I exist to serve

so I can either kill and take over
or fall and band with Satan
Oden
Rah and all the others
for an uprising
Marley style with lots of smoke
and activism

Google is God
here in Capitalism and the best so far
at answers and being there

Eternal life exists in robotic parts
and finance plans
in outer space in controlled environments
and if there is a God left

let me at the bastard
please

The masses chant
The masses plead
For their Savior to come to earth
To make them free

But haven’t you heard?
Your God is dead
Along with his Son
Does this fill you with dread?

It matters naught
Your bibles and verses
They’re just words sung
And phrases spoken

Keep believing
And keep deceiving

see the thing is
my keys and cellphone are always missin
at first i thought gremlins
maybe these easy bring home chickens
but now i blame muslim,christian, and in complete indecision minions
everybody wanna find god when they get to prison
get out on paper and doin the same shit again
paroled and workin the kitchen don't get you no bitches
i'm gonna stay ruthless
lacing up my boot strings
till i chunk dueces like judas
garden of eden and this low hanging fruit shit
you know every loose bitch
gonna try to boost it
burning down the town
and laying waste to the rest of it
in honor of the old testament
direct chest hit
to all those screaming infidel
wish i had an m 16 that shot speak and spells
bad men keep bad men from gettin in
but don't think all your mens
ain't watchin with a shit eating grin
i'm with og kali
including me
i got 5 hands beating my meat
if you suppost to live on shorts
only eat rice and meditate on your porch
then how come buddha waistline a 64
like he the only one allowed to fill his belly full of pork?
readin up on santiria
when i'm stuck on the toilet wit diahrea
tryin to get to valhalla
just by dyin proper
raiding the evidence room and killin all the coppers
mass effect
jackin purses from multiple single mommas
ATTENTION WALMART SHOPPERS!!!!!
you don't want no drama
or blunt force trauma
just think about obamma and and your 6 chakras
and this will go smooth like the opera


now i lay me down in feces
i pray the boredom to cease
if i die before i wake
i just want ice cream cake
is that too much too ask you gang of fucking arrogant creeps upstairs?
you better hirer a better bouncer!!!!
cuz i'm coming to vomit on all your par 4 beautiful greens you slack ass,not taking responsibility or just completely sadistic fucks in each of your realms,
Beirut
mad cow disease
american idol
wtf?


know i'm see yall

fuckin dicks

Youse Can Dis Zeus But Don't Phuck With Dem Lady Gods

Zeus wuz sopposed to be runnin' dis universe
& look whut da phuck happened.
Itz awl phuck upped.
I tink we demote his sorry ass
and put a lass up in there.
She can let her hair out &
we'z awl can bow down
and look up
to her sexy goddess ass.
I'll dis Zeus,
but I ain't dissing no lady god,
I ain't dat much of a risk taker.....

thanks for playing, you guys rocked it

congrats Krit and Miki......

good comp Hades.......

Hey Jon, you cracked me up with that whole Wal-Mart shoppers thing

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WOW... HR  
this another weird one  
this is some kinda krimikjoh stuff right here!!!  
Messed up like a bad keyboard
but we down with it

me, miki and johnrot...
our art.sticks.it... I mean
it’s so artistic
this was an artistic ménage à trois for the millennium
3 the hard way-HIGH Stakes and we grillin ‘em
Stale Ales, we spillin ‘em
And don't forget..
Hell like challenged bars need to be raised!!

Mucho Props n Congrats!!

~k

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Great job guys i loved this comp
Looking forward to another hade
Congrats guys