I swore vengeance in the seventh grade Not on one man, the whole human race I’m almost done, G-d be praised I’m almost done, every debt gets paid I used to cut grass and smile like I meant it We squatted in the shade when the mowers overheated Came home stinking of gas in the evening It wasn’t any one thing, it was the sequence The intoxication of counting cash in secret The secret hiding places where you keep it Intimate The strip malls, the dealerships Six lanes across, shit job at the end of it I knew what was up once they said come inside the office Palmetto bugs flutter the size of saucers Clumsy Fuckers spin inside the coffins Plucking Guitar strings, Orpheus outside the fortress MDC Brooklyn, the rats is gorging, Kill one Only bring more and more like dead explorers I put a neat hole in Indiana Jones fedora For that Somali Torah we lit up the night like Sodom and Gomorrah Left out, face forward
Pineapple spears on the bias High science Spiritual alliances It’s a vibe right? Gene splice Kettle whistle Quadry ismail The missle Sky face wistful I had a fistfull of fucks Ground to the gristle Conditions and stipulations Past the need for affirmations My activation Holographic black Back to basic I told her taste it Obliged and gracious Consent enthusiastic Splash Catch this
As if Black script My last grift Dumbfound myth Run wild wind Just past the line You won’t gun down the sun I done told you again
Stiff necked Gimme mine
Press start Super charged Stacked deck Cut the middle Fast and pray rain but just a trickle Clean ya own pistol I can’t walk them dogs with u