My grand design to bring pain in 3rd degree burn, first, second and reclaim,
Rain, Terror & bloodshed reigns in my plain,
Darkness to light, Brexit & Migraines,
Crush your ambitions,
Crush your dreams,
Crush your hopes,
Crush your ambivalence to Ketamine,
I want you stupefied, brain calcified, re-classified, zombified in Formaldehyde,
Give tanks to Rastafari, kill the far right, bury em deep, neck height, it’s alright,
Sandinistas, no difference to Corbynistas,
A false promise to young men and senoritas
Breathe me in, The Rapture & Darkness marinades your skin,
And everything I write and rhyme is frightening,
Like a horde of locusts, Dark Clouds & lightening,
Undefinable, my mind is enlightening, shining bright like a Rolex or Breitling,
The dread that I emanate is too damn stifling,
Bringing pure panic for fear of what the night brings,
The web that I weave is pure vividness,
The moves that I make is pure wickedness……
The face of my father I can’t recognise so everything that I write & rhyme becomes weaponised,
Conspiracy thinking becomes secularised, Hate for the other becomes homogenised,
I’m only here to theorise about the state of mankind, evangelise & open eyes,
So I hope that you can hear me clearly, While I whisper Agememon theories
The Blood, The Body and Christ and the Altar,
Hold my hand tightly breathe me in Sulphur……
credits
from SULPHUR,
track released July 27, 2018
Executive produced by Gunshot & OG Bulldog
Mixed by Fit Freddy & OG Bulldog at LeFreak Studios (Paris)
Vocals recorded at Bleeding Ear Studios (London)
Mastered by Gavin Weissman