Father Abraham - Grand Design

Leave the past behind, let the Grand Design
Take care of the future
Let the rightly guide
The presentness to reverence
Epinial justified
Rake fair of the people
The reverence so that you'll love
What you've been allotted
The presentness for no longer starving
Justice so that you'll speak the truth freely without evasion
Just I.C.E catastrophes ruthlessly
Hour route operations
Power crew rotations
An astute observation
Full persuasion
Dull Caucasian
In the making
If I don't start to rake in
More parts of nations
Starting to partake in the coordination
Of the preying higher elites
Their lies goin towards a 1984 domination
I ain't playin
This beat is a feat
Tower smoke finna reek
Wait for the release
Some boys found them a leak
C-C on the bag found right on the seat
Why you still got the tag? These Virgil's on the feet
Chosen bricks stacked up rhymes ruin the jaunty
Throwing it all in like
The kid decided he's doing laundry
Ponder, money keep getting larger
Mowing words the way these rappers
Barking up the wrong tree
Homie should be diagnosed with
Self-aware syndrome
Listening to either self, these other rappers melt
swim home
Listen in Eid, your status idiot comparatively
Go home bitch, hour grasps fixed on us completing
Hands reaching, Quran teaching
Most planned seedling, Most post brand dealing
I ghost those fans sneaking
Fighter almost took a pose, but his hands bleeding
Lighter cost a whole 10 schilling
Forget the eyes watch, this art through the pineal
Regret the jives, said the father
Never
Rooted in hypotheticals
Cold sweating English lexicon
Not one word is un-memorial
A barrette is the choice of weapon
Straight cadet, call me serial
A ferret, little weasel, paint it with an easel
And I'll have hearts by the people
The people by the hearts
Teeter tatter goes the flow
This shit might fall apart
Out of nowhere Ky got the dro
Chosen bricks stacked up rhymes ruin the jaunty
Throwing it all in
Like the kid decided he doing laundry
I wrote it, haters try to toke it
Low key more tea might be the quandary
Leave the past behind, let the Grand Design
Take care of the future
Let the rightly guide
The presentness to reverence
Epinial justified
Rake fair of the people
The reverence so that you'll love
What you've been allotted
The presentness for no longer starving
Justice so that you'll speak the truth freely without evasion
Just I.C.E catastrophes ruthlessly
Hour route operations
Power crew rotations
An astute observation
Full persuasion

Written by:
Abraham Staples

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