JJ KiND x DeddShot - The Encounter (DeddKiND Remix)

Yo
My first encounter is a hell of a tale
Let me spell and regale
Knight in kneed of selling a grail
Head in a pale
Light and inhale
Now empowered and quelling the veil
Destroy defenses like de-shelling of snails
Hell
Walk or wonder through my neck of the woods
Where pecking is good
Hawks ponder
What the heck's in his hood
Brain brews bubbles new stew
Till wreck's understood
Light beam no longer frightening
Leave your shoes where you stood
Slurp
Illuminated in an instant
Radiated from a distant
Ray dilated and persistent
Intermittent assistance
From equipment so efficient
In commitment to omniscience
Seems nonexistent
Skepticism rather rife
But here it is in real life
Hide ya kids and hide ya wife
It's lobotomy with a butter knife
For a better try at a butterfly
The effect will wreck these gutter guys
Gain higher seas get wetter skies
Whole role reversal is no surprise
Back on the saucer we was chiefing it up
Alien Cheeba with the Chieftain
While they chuckle at us
Counsel contemplate our conquering
Calm while clanking their cups
Put extra-in-terrestrial
We put the struggle in bus
What the actual fuck
They exclaimed
You humans are so fucking strange
And never cease to amaze
Uh thanks
I didn't mean that in a positive way
Jesus fucking Christ
Dave
See this is just what I'm sayin'
Planet is self-regulated
However they're dedicated
To deregulate every industry aimed at devastation
They have surely demonstrated
Idiots uneducated
Materialistic meat bags
Destiny deemed for detonation
But wait um see I
Think I can explain
I know it's insane
But I promise you there's hope to regain
A semblance of intelligence
And reframe the best of our social mess
Suggest no answers to our questions
In essence lessons of acceptance
Poof
Wake up face down
Where're my clothes
Freed in forest no one knows
Where I been and where we go
Or what I've seen and what it shows
Kind of pissed off you all don't want me
So divergent ghosts won't haunt me
Had high hopes for galactic orgy
Trade four trilogy
World War Three
I four one am Gr-eight four sure
Mind is set and heart is pure
Body debt paid premature
Whatever happens happens boo
Except C-four strands we strapped you to
Nukes slapping in the new snafu
Take me with you

Written by:
Jacob Courtford

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