Straight from the steel claw spit shades without flaw Up in away unlike the beast paw With the look of a monster from hell shed With the spirit of the blessed pure lead its starts with love lies send the justice from above chained from the pain n deceit of the fastest in most unique bullet slug like the beauty or physic of electric unplugged thus left alone to the solitude of my throne to swerve from the light of the sun to dark of the gun- powder the emotion bleeds even louder how can one live a life kind while other seek to devour when the work comes, sweat, tears n blood by the hour still yet when my fruit is ripe its sour don't see no color not even white from the flour its like when things get heavy weak foes cower turn into followers while I rise to the power only landscapes pounded from the towers then reminded from the lust thats left from rain showers