Rhys Langston - Three lyrics

Ayo Blasphemy hit me in the nuts And the chest Staring at the dragon with the 3-winged Breasts I can't totally recall The withdrawal before the moment Breath ceded action Desire began to foment Foaming at the mouth Aerodynamic with the foreplay A rush of blood to head Fire breath felt cold play Chromatic scales of an ebony a**ortment Melanin pressed together Reptilian brain retorted: Warped terms of sacrilege No guilt for the physical Medula of my shell pulsating With that Rhythmical Encasing the empirical, spherical Holistic spiritual necessities Me and that untouched locked down Sexual weaponry The slither closer to me Vibrating With the hesitancy of me But sh** I had the thirst So I opened up the armory Blasphemy hit me in the nuts And the chest Staring at the dragon with the 3-winged Breasts