Drowning Machine Armand Hammer

[Verse 1: billy woods]
I lay my head in green pastures beside quiet waters
Quiet my thoughts, press record
Some just sleep with it all like hoarders
I'd rather throw open that coffin
They switch the water off but the electric paid through August
Fanon's wretched clamor across borders
Commandeering ships resting on ocean floors
Breached the surface, gorgeous
Sea water pouring out of every orifice
Tiny crabs skittering in empty eye sockets
Black Gnostics
A coin ring out in the call for a bullet for еvery prophet
A black obelisk at thе waters' edge
A fist full of broken promises
I promised him this: I won't miss
Smoldering spliffs, sleeping gas like cartoons
Armand Hammer like Troy and taxing the green room
Green fumes seep out the grave like heist movie
I wait, I wait patient as Jack [?]
I peep how you be moving
I wait till the time is opportune; pop up
A bad penny with a nigga on both sides
You gotta come find me most times like Rambo in the shrine
Like cop the wet on 145, the prince of tides
She said time to say goodbye, I begged for a couple more lives