Fist Full of Bees

The agonies will come after you been lit up The All Stars amped out bender got corrupt Behind the eight ball nothing but flimm flamm You been hawged and your souls been damned Shot out to the curb with no place to go Drink plenty of water and best walk slow Started as ice cream then a joy ride You can't stop coasting cause vanity is high Too tired to fall for that Hate them with a perfect hatred Plexin and panic oppression and pride Fear and a snare hell has eyes Gnaw on the bones Fata Morgana How'd you get so far from the garden? Duckets out the window ends on the streets And you medicate intravenously Profit is worshiped smells like stale ghost Forgiveness is unnatural with legal loopholes Out there bad count the dead Died with their mouth wide open Started with a gateway you've been had At Jesus Second Coming When there's no one left to pardon your sins The wicked are estranged from the womb Will you still be standing in your disease? Are you ready to face the Doom?

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

He wore a 4-piece he's doin' all day He had put on Front Street: plenty to say Started with a Bullet: started buggin' out Now he's Red Tag: Confine to a cell. There was a blanket party There was a lock down Somebody was Stitched up: Blook In, Blood Out The Hooch: got deep the mainline squeezed Fence parole rabbit drowned in his ink Taking it to the Square: Bumpin his Gums: The rev was called to clear the air up some Don't mean nothin' don't mean a thing CON SOFOS [Twice as bad back at you] L.W.O.P. If you can't Make Paper: prepare for pay back He had been debriefed he was courting out Started with the moan and grown, ended with the clicks Phones off the hook lifers in the bricks Lean and Lurch here comes the church On the one crew trying to feed me the word Then it just happened like a house tossing Who says it's fair Due Processing Here's the righteous here's the holy The redeemed of the Lord and godly This is reality this is carnality This is life. Life is a felony From the White House to the Church House From the School House to the court House Do your own time Rest your neck kick the deck Find peace within your head When you press the bunk the shakedown comes It's best to know Jesus what he has done Of all the kings that have ever reigned All the priest that have ever prayed All the men elected president Of all the armies that's walked on land He took the form of a servant became flesh and blood Got the prize of the poor got dragged through the mud Let me give you a hook down Jesus was a walkalone Smoke on the horizon the King's sittin' on the throne He pardoned my sins he acquitted and forgave I was a dead man walking to the sting of the grave An exchange took place I was granted freedom Don't need no governer with his twisted reason Not by works or my own righteousness Cause I wear filthy rags and I just can't brag Comes by grace the measure of faith Crucified the rebel that had been enslaved

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

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Drinking coffee from a cup three days old Looking for an antibody, toxin a miracle drug The life inside has lost human rights It's a legal crime it's an issue of life It's the beginning of the end Everybody listen got to tell you something WHAT? Your body is the temple WHAT? You are not your own HOPE! Maketh not ashamed I KNOW! For He dwells in me Politics are assassins doctors dig the graves Partial birth abortions my Jesus saves He came to give life give it abundantly Activist abuse freedom executes liberally You label them embryo call them fetus Practice of a humanist made in his image Hardness of the heart reprobate mind Malignant intentions bingeing on the lie

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

If you live in the eternal now you're a ball in hand Never believed in luck a benefactor of the damned Lost your rhythm and your stealing' fire breather bringing smoke Whose got the church key more of that Claymore dope? You wouldn't go decafe you said Jesus was a laugh Now whose is that in the body? In the neighborhood you thought about repenting But you' rather take from them be the one whose given You better know the house rules to finish in this life Cause you'll learn the difference if you Dog the Nine "I can not seem to say what I want to relate, but by His power I will say The picture of what he wants to portrait wants me by Hid Spirit to associate The warehouse getting smaller skitzing played yourself Versace on your back sideways and ill You were left behind you weren't watching' you were sleeping Now your mother's squatted down alone and she's weeping. You might not think its phat to apply the cross The blood of Christ was shed to save your soul It's all about the sin that you're compiling Cast salt into your violence stop freestyling You got the right to remain silent or freedom to speak your peace Straight up with the truth I give you liberty Why you wanna live out of bounds with a riot in your veins Hoodlum can't find no peace only trauma in the grave You need a designated driver for your hostility Spiritual habitation for your responsibility Effectual fervent prayer touches the throne of God Your self inflicted mass suicide die with the mob ...In nineball [the game of billards], to have a simple shot on the nine, but to miss it due to the pressure. Can apply to missing any shot, as in "Joe dogged it".

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

I been wounded by ambition Promised the impossible dream Lied to me with pen and ink Criticized for ministry Reach out for the lost Manipulated by my friends The heart is desperately wicked Who are the Born Again? God cannot change God cannot lie God does not evolve All is gained all alone Nothing's lost all if found All for love You say I have a problem Sounds like you hava a problem I got no problem with you What's truth? God's Word is pure What's truth? Only thing I know What's truth? God's Word is pure Only thing to liberate my soul God cannot change God cannot lie God does not evolve If you can't keep your tongue You can't keep your soul You talk about love You're killing me in cold blood This is my freedom This is my statement This is God's music Here is my confession All is gained all alone Nothing's lost all if found All for love God cannot change God cannot lie God does not evolve

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Wired on the slam of crank Don't you hang up the phone! Internal conflict riddles my brain Think I'll blow my head off Wired with a meth cook 9 mm inoculation Lift me higher take my breath Who'll deliver me from this body of death? Using me up to the bitter end Death is naked before God-Destruction lies uncovered. Brings all things to the light Over and over and over Paranoid and lab aware Butane Tunnel Red phosphorous glow Fist full of bees watch the children change Don't anybody speak English in the grave When you come to collect my body Watch for the trip wires cyanide loaded Cristina baby I'm sittin' on a bomb I'm the Crypto boy in the mutant mob I'm a God with spoon and syringe This is where the pain ascends I'm a God with spoon and syringe The world of darkness where death begins I'm a God with spoon and syringe Chalk one up and let's pretend I'm a God with spoon and syringe Oh' sweet Jesus be my friend How do you like me now? Bet you wish you stayed near the cross As long as I have life in me Got to get off that movie star stuff

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Incarcerated in mortality Until we give up the ghost Languishing over morality The flesh we love the most The soul incased in prison Encircled within our minds The conscience strains to listen The ticking hands of time Expression, confession I can't wait War "in the soul" Incriminated abandoned Upon the blasted plains Without hope in this life God in the flesh came Justice and the law Established to condemn Holy Spirit sent To convict the heart of sin I swear you live your life Like your going to live forever Actions of a natural man We all meet there together I never put any faith in this life And the countdown begins The Day turns to Night Voices from the earth Say don't come to this place

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

In a moment in the twinkling of an eye everything you know is gone Nothing feels right everything is wrong Your no longer in control you're helpless and alone The one you kneel before he sits upon a throne You find yourself in a courtroom a place without walls Cause here there is no time eternity begins and ends The judge and the lawyer and the jury looks the same Cause they are one and they are all the same I never thought about going back You never believed that this moment would come Cause you never believed in him Something terrible seems to have happen and there's no time to repent Every opportunity to be forgiven passed you by The words that you have feared are upon you Depart from me nothing that's accursed can enter in Nor nothing that defiles you never consider the blood To the praise of the glory of His grace God so loved the world merciful longsuffering You never saw eternity as something so beautiful Awake to righteousness and cleanse your hands Jesus is the Son of God He is the Son of Man Accepted and beloved at the cross an exchange Deliverance, healing restoration price paid Manifest, transformed, all things new My hiding place my image my all in you

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Daddy lost the moon rock Only thing that we owned Only way to get out of poverty Born in a small room Then we lost everything Swallowed up in apathy I want to be a soul winner Who will save my soul? We got down on knees Prayed for the love of the truth Never lost or misplaced our hope Say more than they say do more than they do Be more than they will ever become

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

No body's getting in nobodies getting' out We got a live bomb and were going to blow the house. AK-47 thanks be to Kalashnikov Bang, bang bang and were going to get off Ghetto bird be flying heat wave to bail out somebody get the bank cause the berries round about One last blast then we'll gauge hardcore Everybody lights out like a Nyquil score We going to knuckle up cause the Jakes bring war Cause the wrecking crew come knock'n down the door. Following the cloud for foo foo stuff. It ain't no secret we be headin' for a bust Whose that humming upon my blindside better drop the sack chaser only there for the ride Somebody getting' killed from that sewer in her vein. She was a thirst monster now she's gothic insane. How can I reveal Jesus in me? Can't take another dusting cause the egg is going to crack. Devil's got dandruff got her nose to the grind. She's in the boneyard with the dead presidents. Somebody get a shovel and find out where she went. If she's with the funky drummer we need an exorcist. GTA---MPV Alpine bliss. She says OH Sweet Jesus don't need no Holy Oil. Been a bumrush dreamer while taking her stroll. Her author babysat with a B-40 lit. Show and prove no grease couldn't scrap a lick. I know the the PJ's the plats and the plays cause I met'm in Sweden right behind the stage. 63 Impala speckled for explosion Dippin' to the get off house, three wheel motion Top Fuel buck 50 with a finger on the trigger Hop on the side of the free world grave diggers. Kick Artist jump the knocker nothing but a shife He ain't no trill he just quacking bout a knife junkie give me just a minute to make a long story short Widow makers zeroed at the basketball court No body had been capped no body had been killed And in the end there was no blood spilled Chillin' with the clique got the mad hops jaming. Psychin' out the gangstas with the base line slamin' Who is that punk with the three point shot? It's the reverend from the church sultan of swish and swat He had come correct he was reel to reel He had been redrum in his past life devil-ile Now he be preachin' to get men saved The Word stopped the game they begin to pray Down on their knees at the half court line They accepted Jesus for they ran out of time.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Fifty ways and maybe more, to the tree of life to come up short The narrow road is the way go In a trumped up 70 Super Sport Come home from the California sunshine Recycled Angel tears Flat blues in the headlights back breakers don't come back here Truth and lies has consequence Depending upon ones competence The fearful losses confidence The world sees no difference And it makes little sense to suffer through the politics No one drank the new wine Flushed in their list of crimes Time for me to elaborate The good and bad will separate You heard about the judgement day I hope you don't miscalculate

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

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