Sun Of Anubis

Thee Afro-Saudi etched in my blood…

On one side damn…

I’m eight sides of a sun…

Rocking rays on my feet…

Stepping into heat…

 

A Pen knife…

In the sharpest form…

Playing bent…

I know…

You dont…

 

A hunter that hunts bullies…

Bullies the bullies with fullys…

Then skin graph echos across your…

Door panel’s and leather seats…

Smoking!

I don’t think you here me…

 

Running chains like pin head…

I raisimg hell…

Crescent beaming off the sun…

Smoking the skin of Anubis…

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