Dropped and Beaten

Let me unite those who, draw strength from the light
his entourage moved like swift thieves in the night
defying odds

Pray for gonners,
I infiltrate the telecom wars and brave the storm
like I'm John Connor
descendent of Morpheus
gods right hand man, with legendary visions of Perseus

Aim at your biggest demon
decapitate goliath, pick up his money
and keep leading

Your biggest threat left bleeding
we leave'em in the desert chopped up
then enjoy the evening

If power is the motive of scheming
I seen families self destruct
over jealousy reasons

Never sell your soul
thoughts grow with seasons
those who disrespect
get dropped and beaten

Written By: Desia Scales (Alien Artform)