Soul Edge

Soul Edge

My physical presence cracks shackles of stereotypical oppression//

Through lyrical essence attack with invisible weapons//

My spiritual questions get resolved if it's in a message that evolves//

From problems solved with infinite expressions of a niggas suppression//

And most niggas guessin' when the quest is near the edge//

Of a corner sits an erection of a lost wisdoms affection//

Separated divisions and sections proceed to believe in givin' them lessons//

Without soul you can't teach each inferior brethren//

Repeat, to relieve souls of mental infections//

With lethal injections to the inner aggressions//

When forged into a sword of the most prestigious selections//

Earths warriors preach stories of mythical suggestions//

Pump fear in the ear if what's near isn't clear//

Appear in mystical etchings graffiti isn't what's steppin'//

Down the hieroglyphic correction of words written with blades//

Bloody characters fixed in text if it's shit in a page//



Pump life into a gargoyle on a cathedral//

Hit the streets like a monster at night, spittin venom on innocent people//

Neo soul with the neo glow of an angle halo//

To feed the people beat the best with beats of an evil sequel//

When they combine they become equal//

Hungry souls eat the words of humble foes and agree to become believers'//

At the top of a steeple, caught in the grasp of a bald eagle//

In God we trust to disgust with the loyalty of a beagle//

Banished from Neverlands of underworlds that breath ether//

Niggas breath reefer, madness has this greedy grim reaper//

Benefit from lost souls of lost scrolls of lost prophets//

Makin profit talking nonsense when in fact they need YOU!//

If that's the preview Id hate to see them make a sequel//

Get green cash niggas dreams last as long as Dreamcast//

So enforce the mean ass who risk their souls for goals of gold//

Sold cold for lumps of coal and trample the gate keepers//