Lord Fags

First Posted: 07/01/09
Posted by: JMaC

Hunting in the shadows
A place with no sun
Saw a dead body
At my feet
Yea look pan he
A nutn that
Frighten dem frighten
Now
Another scheme askew 
Another desperate email
A frighten dem frighten
Trying to psyche you
Let them come
Let them catch ya 
Who's the beast hunting the hunter?
Regardless...
I'm killing that motherf*cker
Put this in stone
I'm taking that dirty sonuvabitch home
In pieces

A frighten dem frighten
New destination
New reptile nation
The grand plan done fall through
And lord Fags was brilliant enough
To chain himself to you
Imagine that shit
Mek de AH stay right dey
A frighten dem frighten
Here comes a raging J
Nothing they can do

Look at you
Still mein Engel
The chased
The deceived
The abused
Still standing
On golden sand
The Key in your loving hand
A frighten dem frighten
Stranded on a dying  Earth
In polluted dirt
Still a mere leaf on the tree
No great throne for faux almighty
A frighten dem frighten
The grand plan done fall through
And now the f*ckers really really need you
Don't give them an out
The would-be destiny thief
Pretender in chief
All the games they play
It's showtime baby
Nobody gets way

Like roaches in the night
Can't stand the truth
Can't keep the Mer outta sight
Anymore
Let Lord Fags close the effin Internet down
A frighten dem frighten
The dead Ghosts will be coming around

A frighten dem frighten

J

Lord Fags © 2009 Ahkenaton  

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