Ninja Burners

(You are now digesting Thought For Food, Volume Three)
Volume Three, nigga
Get it, nigga, get it (get it, nigga, get it)
You know where I come from, man
Shoutout Gun Rule, man
Wiseman, nigga
Yeah, lemme speak to 'em
Yeah, yeah, yo

Coalmine trapped me, I'm a diamond tryin' to get out
Metropolis tried swallow us, the city's what I spit out
I'm a chemical spill, can't keep the lid on
Put your bids up, I found a stairway to heaven to get on
Still snowing over hell, I'm tryin' to put the Mitten on
Premeditated murder brought the pen along
I'm on a second migration, yet with the tech drawn
Let me walk you thru these yards, these the next lawns

My nigga, he was here today and then the next gone
His headstone read "Live Fast or Live Long"
Watch Pops cough agent orange and pass the asthma on
I never yawn, sleep when I'm underneath what the grass is on
School for the blind envision it thru the graphic song
Feel me like brail, puff it or pass it on
The passion of Jesus Feet they hear the color Bronze breeze
All my cat women Siamese with knees on the hardwood gargling like gargoyles

Scope not the mouth wash, doused off in Holy water
Flames bounce off the Epicenter, threat to sender
Slender window to escape this Matrix, you've entered into
Corrupt civilians, turn to Silverbacks with pencils
I trace a stencil of my future, it came out in my body's shape
White chalk but I'm here, I awake
While a deacon is speaking for my sake
And why is it called a wake, if he's forever sleep
Treasure speak, Rubies fallin' off clouds that leak
(Rubies fallin' off clouds that leak!)

This is Thought For Food, Volume Three
Nazareth