Listen, Roguie
I think it's about time that we spoke that Godly sh*t
Maybe interest some folk, maybe not.

Listen,

Command the room when I’m stepping in,
a giant aura, next of kin is the Nephilim,

Or the Nephileem, something you’ve never seen,
like Adam and Eve, no leaves Heron Preston jeans,

What?! I represent the bread & beans,
still building, halfway up on the mezzanine,

Dared to dream, prime Pablo running Medellin,
shades on serving my product, my air, air to fiends,

Yea, without a Cain cos I’m more than Able,
to Jesus tread on the water, when my thoughts enabled,

& when I’m chalking my rhymes, divine course through my spine,
miracle's occur like turning water to wine

I flock the Sheep, receive messages like Moses,
did at that precipice & now until I Exodus,

I’ll bless with rhetorics, give light like God in Genesis
removing pain & pestilence, nostalgia make you reminisce.

("I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.
the Devil’s trying to break me down.
I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.
to right my wrongs.
I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.
when my feet get weary")


"CHAIN"

Magnificent space dweller, pinpoint the vital nerve,
white load this guillotine blade, I smoke Island herb,

Drop a brick on ya fitted and tilt your whole way of living,
victorious vision, undetected hypnotism,

Thousand dollar ops, mountain jumpsuit,
all terrain, glaciers and altitude, this is how you dump through,

Legend on the pop up, don't get shot,
cos you know the God's got nuts to open your top,

Take a number with all the other backbiters,
Johnny come latelys who hate me because I'm brighter,

For all the Spades in my deck of cards
eat it, like a broke n*gga staring at a necklace hard,

This the type of shit to get me charged
to make a Pilgrim wanna invest 50 large, my shit's retard,

Frankenstein rhymer, electrical volts,
PA you know the M/O the message is bolts, toast.


Godly time to listen up, hear the god speak,
move alone don’t need a posse,

Strike you down, bolt of lightening if you cross me,
when you cross streets, don’t believe it, then just watch me,

Even when the dark was upon me and Mara got me,
I kept faith, remained Godly

If we don’t remove evil that Klaus Schwab speak,
could be costly, swapped to bots or just be marked beasts.

("I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.
the Devil’s trying to break me down.
I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.
to right my wrongs.
I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.
when my feet get weary")