Ghostwriter
These words come from my ghostwriter/where is the fighters/ how you going to recline if you haven't put in work/if you knew like i knew you would go berserk/who says the Mayans got it wrong/ the Earth as we knew it cease to exist/ those awake see that it's exactly what was proficized/ the sin gates overflowing/ spiritual homicide/crooked cops taking lives/jealousy no longer in disguise/no regard for human life/these words come from my ghostwriter/for every killer there is a dead man's curve/ so be careful who you merge!

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Peace and God's Blessings to you and yours....Very cerebral indeed..."Prophesied" Another thought provoking write from you....Respect
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