On the side of the road, where the roadkill roams.
Ran over a dog, a cat, and a toad.
All for show, the row is the boat.
And he becomes fatter, a one big joke.
Different ways to run, his fate is then sealed.
A Christ like figure, with blood like spill.
No more Biblical Figure, he's gone with the wind.
And he calls em' self Enlil, let the games then begin.
Hit in the shin, he is on his knees.
Begging God, after lying, and saying pretty please.
Then he dies, The one and only Jordan is a front.
On the side of the street, I hit grand slams, he hits worthless bunts.
Smoking his soul, with my one and only blunt.
I lied, on demand, the cig is just a front.
Chump change, Chimpanzee, it's all a disguise.
Turned back from Heaven, he's on the way to hell, with a one trip ride.
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