Golgotha

Billy Woods

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    Out of chars and ashes like golden salamanders
    The old years
    The green years will leap
    Roses sweeten the air
    White hair turns black
    Wrinkles vanish
    All, everything flies back to sea
    Flee death

    Ghouls glued to the screen til they stop moving
    That's the thing about a chess piece, gotta peep how he movin'
    Gotta play stupid
    The King sleep in the doom ship
    Hubris outside Ruth Chris
    Every bird get his wings clip
    Munitions flyin' in an empty sky
    Saw a Lion at the Bronx zoo when I was nine
    It stuck in my mind
    Sometimes feelin' like the tiger on Shrines cover
    The fusillade cut them down in a line brother
    The fuselage shuddering as he playin'
    You know I prayed to every one of them motherfuckers
    Old man putterin', mutterin' to myself
    Money come slow like publishing
    House full of ghosts half wonder if I'm one of them
    When they come ask you, go 'head, tell 'em what you know
    Truth be told, never even knew my government
    Many years ago, my mother and I made a covenant
    I look in they eyes when they get what they coveted
    Fire in the sky, satellites plummeting
    G showed me the whistle and said he not gettin' cut again
    He got 213 months but he never got cut again
    Everything buffering
    Reality lagging
    Sometimes barely recognize the people I love
    It run hot and fast like arterial blood
    Splashy kicks
    The night slip-slippery
    Wrist, wrist, wrist
    Can't lie, some of these rappers do be glittering
    Embittered but still air kiss
    Kiss death, black lipstick on my neck
    In bed she's a dead fish, but it's more to life than sex

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    Meaningful things
    I hear what they say in the light of day, but let's see what the night brings
    The flap of ragged wings
    Black Thanos finger snaps five gems on a four finger ring
    It's no going back no more
    We drew lots in a dark corridor to kill the king
    Our sweat stink
    Yeah doggie we need them things hand speed like bing, bing, bing
    I used to love her now I see it was just a fling
    Took two glasses out the cupboard and poured us a parting drink
    (She waited for me to take that first sip, though)

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