Blue Bayou

[Echelon]

I'm a Saint, ready my poetry; God knows I'm learning too well
Angels in Heaven adore me; while if a Angel is 'Singing The Blues' it's because he's depressed you're not burning in hell
I'm shooting the tech; one shot and your words are history
I'm putting 'Blues Clues on a Pole' like Steve solving a murder mystery
I'm royalty; you're a peasant putting a blade to your wrist
I'll grab the blade, and have 'Blue Dying of Heir' like a Joker who'll prostrate to a prince
God loves me; I make splashes in waters with waves of commotion
I'm a Saint; 'Sin is Taking Blues Soul' like God Raging in Oceans
No-one thinks your dope; I got blades for this guys neck
If birds are thinking 'Blues Fly' than I'm Painting the Sky Red
I have sex with demi-gods; Aphrodite be getting my erection in nook deep
I had sex with Asherah; and I'll 'kill you with that pole' and you'll still never be getting that pussy..

I got a beast smith n' wesson' - the teacher's pet known to teach you a lesson
I'm evil in sessions; 'blue will cop out' like police with depression
I have a uzi and techs' bitch; I have the answer - you're losing the question
Floozy' and reckless; If 'blue's block on top' we're talking losing in Tetris
I have a book of psalms; donkey kicks make your face hotter than the sun
I'll diminish your plot; and I know why you 'horse around with woman a lot' - because all your bitches look like one
My rhyme exceed's this kid; speed of light rhymes of appeasing glitz'
When I rhymed; you got ghost; and I'll 'bury you in a plot hole' so your life is meaningless
This dude's awful; if you're 'feeling blue' you're gloom got ghost
I'll leave you a doomed fossil; when I put 'blue in a box' like blue waffle
I'll turn your crew to mince meat; I'll 'steal the show' like split thief
How can you lick these? The tech'll put 'holes in blue' like old swiss cheese
I'm goku's father; bardock with a flow fuse to hold the bombs
I have matics that are sharp; and I'll 'stab you with a shot' like serial killers in photobombs
This rook is wack; this is song; my rhymes will hook this fag
My rhymes are dapper; and you're such a 'wack white rapper' - eminem is looking black
you're weak; it's evident; you were born elite? I'm seeking jargon'
Please, you were' 'born special' - you were born freaking' mentally retarded...

TIME!!

Now here I go; banana knife severing his chin; the embellishment of sin
You lost at 18...maybe that's the age you're wack white ass found out you'll never be EMINEM!

[Echelon]

done!