Deca OTA, Gianni's Humble, Afu - VISAGE

(Afu)

I never knew but now I know

I’m deep up in my zone

That’s where I gotta go

So i get higher up some more

We call him tempest bro

Because he slimed

He’s got to go

Are you a friend or foe?

Oh please just let me know


I just keep on asking if

You are a friend or foe
I knew from long ago

The colours that you’ve shown


I’m burning all these bridges

So now you just fall below

I did call you my bro

But now you watch us blow


I said I can’t trust bro

Because he was stained with a blight

The hate it crept inside

It filled up on his mind

The soul he couldn’t find
So now it put him in decline

The evilness it shows

That’s how my life’s designed


The fake one’s a liar

Why would you try a

Cause up a fire

You won’t climb higher

Broski’s a liar

Not a real rider

Doesn’t aspire


But now I’ve seen
Burnt our bridge

Cause they fight for p

Spiritual battle yes it was routine

Harbours the pain yes his soul they reap

He sunk to a place that was foreseen


Aye, yeah


(Deca)

See me I can see the lies

Snakes up in bag full of crustaceans lemme redefine

The Sheep feeling surrounded by the hatred I can see the signs

Suspend the psyche in a low vibration

Lemme Feed the mind

Total redesign, looking past the vines

Cause everything that’s done in dark comes into fruition

A positive lesson, the influence to show

Me the difference

The most high vision

It separates the clean from the wicked

The sceptre of sickness can’t rest upon the land we was gifted

Heed the Words of Holy Yeshua these heathens can’t twist this uh

Silence is dangerous when the violence is witnessed but falls on the swiftness of deaf ears in a grimy existence

He died for a mistress a temptress, in the eyes there’s a visage of evil

Violence deceit it’s all pointless in the grander scheme or

Was there a reason for the treason? undercover heathens manifest as demons in the darkness where they tend to breed for

Hours and hours in the pulpit where they jostle for power

A karmic killer with a trigger linked to codes, bargaining for souls right on the nose, it finds a host then opens up to devour

The man of the hour the one who holds, the parks streets and homes

The table cards and all the doors to the power

Fountain of youth a pseudo science or a truth we encountered

What was the cost of purity in the pursuit pursuit of the power?

But I’m the defense in the dark

I’m The deep heat that opens up the key piece of the heart

If you’re so perceptive shoulda seen they’d be cheats from the start

I was overstepping blurred lines to leave beef in the past

And I was so deep in the dark

Tryna make heat from the mark

I might pull up now it’s a start

They talk loads don’t blast

Life lived so hard

I’m living life In the dark

Tryna make this a mark



(Afu)

The fake one’s a liar

Why would you try a

Cause up a fire

You won’t climb higher

Broski’s a liar

Not a real rider

Doesn’t aspire


But now I’ve seen

Burnt our bridge

Coz they fight for p

Spiritual battle yes it was routine

Harbours the pain yes his soul they reap

He sunk to a place that was foreseen


Your suffocating on your pain

You feel the hate it dwells inside