Face in the earth my palms outward breathing chest rise I banish Judas With a six point star in virial on my left side Electric wizard, Belial, tacky horror Ill hang you from hooks while boiling fat on your back meat like cacky horror Deeps and Ziggys and a black DeVille Cadillac hardware store in my trunk space Seats hanging tools like a hammer rack Black Norman Roger shades like theyre for my cataracts The new Osley corduroy jacket, sweating through hagged slacks Im an animal, my face behind a cage like a catchers mask Fuck giving dap to Jak My punches spiked like peyote cactus patch Smoking those Cali dabs, toking that Cali wax Im an alley cat Lost in the dust, my head a hump with water in it like a camel back Never grounded with the pounds Im submerged in smoke like I sauna in ganja Im not with the drama 36 anchored heads will send lead out 36 chambers of death like llamas with llamas Bars either you dont got em or got em, and you dont got em Im on my way to the weed house while you getting spotted a Mexican seed ounce I brought the AZs with the loose plugs to breeze out Squares in each room pushing the heat out Squeeze and hit you where you breathing your last cloud of weed out My studio floor Beverly Hilton bathtub fiends down In Pencil Lane and a hasbeen garbage head like raccoons digging through trash lids My team trying to reach Pennsylvania Ave and trap it Blak Church B.L.A.K. strapped in...
llama, horror, osley, cacky, virial