Thunder Clouds

I never stop spitting, why?
That's for quitters
Hence why I've always got new writtens
HF roll to show, we're needing four figures
Mad lyrics in a twist like knickers
Envision blood, sweat and tears
Then go and figure, start back tracking
Way into the distance
Mind rattling, incessant rambling
The vines of the underworld
My soul still tramples them quicker
Catalyst for murder in the pantry by the vinegar
Better mind appliances that tamper with the evidence
Staring down a mother fucking barrel at my skeleton
Knee deep in blood so don't ask about my wellingtons
Or the whereabouts of my elephants
Why you trying to take me down? Like the residents
Sonic resonance, brain washed with EMF's
Repeat after me, say I am legend
No full stop, yet I still end the sentence
I am free, no remorse just remembrance
Of past lives, in dream fields
Where the scarecrows reign is assembling
HF's the emblem, elite I dismember them
Leave light bodies trembling
Hallucinogenic flash backs
Now you're remembering
You're more than just some atoms
In a pattern that is excellent
Painted vivid images as tears smear veneers
I decorate exteriors
Climbing up the wall and alining with the ethereal
Matrix code with no serial, I scratched it off
Like a car thief, with some doggy materials
Just to make it real to you
Just to make it real to you

Thunder clouds, rain falls to my toes
Dripping through the holes that are made by a rose
Grappling for pieces of the puzzle in the cold
Yet I never wore a muzzle when the truth must be told

Thunder clouds, rain falls to my toes
Dripping through the holes that are made by a rose
Grappling for pieces of the puzzle in the cold
Yet I never wore a muzzle when the truth must be told

I might have joked around before but now I'm serious
You got occults doing weird shit like drinking periods
Masonic owl symbolism, Bohemian Grove realism
Satanic worship, it's all imperialism, I don't feel this vision
I feel to reveal the realness in every written, hid in elevation
I stay cloaked when I'm spitting, full throttle
Never in a pot hole slipping, in dodgy old Britain
Keep it popping like pilling
Not penicillin, playing fox trot villains
Repeat after me, you are not what you own
Don't let that fly over your head like the drones
Nano particles dropping in your zone

Don't beat around the bush like Bush
He's in Skull and Bones society
Depopulation leaves the skull and bones
In your society, don't flow in the mainstream
I know that they lie to me
I feel the pain in musical flow
Like each key note was ivory
Shed my fear I got death here beside of me
Staring at him in his eyes
Laughing as he cries to me
Went to console him
Then he stuck a fucking knife in me
Thrusted it 90 degrees, like he's cutting corners violently
Saw Agenda 21 on his gun when he tried to silence me
Unsuccessful attempt, unlucky, I held my vibrancy
Neither hell or heaven exist this is the irony
On the flip side I'm thriving of the island
Like the animal inside of me, I can breathe finally

Thunder clouds, rain falls to my toes
Dripping through the holes that are made by a rose
Grappling for pieces of the puzzle in the cold
Yet I never wore a muzzle when the truth must be told

Thunder clouds, rain falls to my toes
Dripping through the holes that are made by a rose
Grappling for pieces of the puzzle in the cold
Yet I never wore a muzzle when the truth must be told