Freaked Curse of the Fig Tree (Reprise) by ***Nikel Felon*** Celebrates New Black Mesopotamian Enuma Elish

“Six things that the Lord doth hate. The seventh’s an abominate!

1. The proud look, 2. The lying tongue, 3. Hands that shed blood innocent, 4. The mind that ‘magines plans wicked, 5. Feet that run to evil swift, 6. The liar bearing false witness - I do lack one for that was six; The 7’s him whom like you sows discord ‘mungst my brothern; Known to act bad, but can act worse. I never hunger, never thirst; You’ve earned your lot now here’s your purse; From the Omega & the first; Yes it is He who wrote the verse; Now on you I cast this curse: Hence I’m going to curse you like: Jesus saith Fuck You Bytch. For ye have leaves but bear no fruit when I pass by: Dry to the Root! No one shall ever eat from you, let know one ever eat from you again! Arg! His chords disband! Who is it that men say I am? Your fire cracker do not blow. You say your prayers but they don’t go. For, the Day of Prayer exist no mo’. Thy prayers fall to the flo’. The other cheek Brutus kissed. The party’s new Enuma Elish!