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(feat. Shabazz the Disciple)
Blood clot... Yo what I'm about to do Is explain how the elements came together Formed the Disciples and the Sunz of Man [Shabazz The Disciple] I was chained, and thrown in the tombs With 85 people in a long dark room Christ appeared with a robe and a beard We had a deep conversation, and then he disappeared He told me I was chosen to be one of his Disciples I must find a certain man to complete the cycle He told me he shall dwell on the house on fire So they I dwellin, and they I met Messiah The Killah Priest, The Iron Sheik from the Middle East My raps cause torment, lay dorment in the beat [Outro: Killah Priest] So let's now open up the scrolls And let's jot down the names of each apostle We have the Killah Priest Shabazz, the Holy Wizard Reality, the Hell Razah Ramel, the Prodigal Sunn Demonic, Kavalier, the wise one Isalimit Dreddy Kruger, Lochness Monster (Skitsafranic) Holy Ghost, 60 Second Assassin The Wu-tang Clan, Gravediggaz Cousin Bumpsta, Jah Old Man, don't forget all the Prophet's out there Goes on to all the Prophets (Biologic) 12 Disciples, The Sunz Of Man (Disciples) The Sunz Of Man (Disciples) repeated The cycle of life Going through each chapter Goes on Mark the scannin Big Clint Master Wu Big Herb To my man Duh, Junior |
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(feat. Shabazz the Disciple)
[Intro: Killah Priest] Destination: ? Trapped in the dandie's lion with a pit of lions World crying, inside, what the fuck's goin on with me? What's goin on? What's goin on? Ugh! What's goin on? What's goin on? Yo, yo.. [Killah Priest] Deep in the Water of life, I would fight Wearing turbens, purified up in the virgin Emerging the blood, would flood up the wombs The eggs hatch, and let loose, a fume Prophecized just like Jesus, writing Hebrew On the wall's of my mother's fetus Then I was swimming in the afterbirth Each chapter, each verse, got deeper, got worse The keeper, of laws, my brain, what saw The seeker, of tablets, preachers, would ban it The force, brought forth, the holiest, controlliest Slowly, takin me, into, the mental, orgasm Was 'jaculating, stimulating, relating to life Incubating, rotating around light beams Like creams, I was formed in the white dream Redeemed, like powder, outta, my maker Enter, nature, returned, the vapor Killah Priest, born in the pillar of yeast Lost in the miscarriage, the automatic of marriage Pow! Once ya live, ya die Ohh.. what is it? Is it a mystery? Did they mention me in history? [screams & deep inhaling] [Hell Razah] I was born alone, begun from blood, skin and bones To the mind, body, soul hunter, creating poems For immature brain cells, trapped in confusion, I ruin your mental I sent that ass to Hell and tell the devil that I sent you I react like a reflex, protected by God Bringin life to the brain-dead, diggin deeper than the graveyard The stick that you walk with, I broke a long time ago There's nowhere to hide when I stalk like a shadow Everyday somebody dies, somebody else is born A chain reaction, life's a cycle like plastic I practice, ghetto bastards I'm givin caskets Innocent, murderous is what you don't expect While secret Satan agents be livin off your death I'm already a waitin victim to an unknown death trap Hell is gettin hot, is it too late for me to sweat that? The killah team, guillotine get chopped where your heads at In order to get revenge ya got to pass my dead end I use your best friend to set ya up for me to win To put the blood inside my pen to write my next sin Then again, the beast from within, it just possessed It leads me to kill, then I'm left with your bloody mess I seem insane, since semen my brain been gained Like Monopoly, but there's no way of stoppin me [sounds of struggling/moaning] [Prodical] I die slow, struggled in the wounds of evil My technicality wins a race based on reality Everyday is still a revolutionary thrill The war's in the streets, bodies floatin down the bloody river Terror, livin in this present day and era Caged in the belly of the beast, thoughts of a killah The duty of a wise man, prophecized, civilize the savage Yeast, I generate heat from the East Repells revelation, livin in revelation The Sunz of Jacob shall fill the power of the nation Created, situated, on physical plains, originated From drops of sperm, the black germ I come with the scientifical techniques and masses The methods of madness, psycho wrath of gases Burnin through flesh, deteariatin brain cells Waves radiate as I escape the channel of Hell The arsenal, one Prodigal, Sun of Man Stalks the fuckin land with evil, various plots and plans The wicked lashes shall buries us inside time and matter I write chapters through the raptures of disaster [screams of pain & laughter] [Shabazz the Disciple] Trapped in a long dark tube, fightin for exsistence Absorbin stressful germs as I travel the distance Eternally locked in a cell in the form of sperm Doing life, mental strife, evil semenal germ Swimmin through revengeful cycles, accumlatin arches Killin of the sperm cells, illuminatin darkness Stranglin 'em with my tail, absorbin life from semen When I was born I came out screamin and blasphemin [laughs] Cryin in blood, spittin at the figure of Christ on the holy ? See, since the sonogram I was diagnosed to be cursed Doctors administered stress, I'd be born in the church But they sold the womb closed of unholy bitches A burst up, reversed and blast through the stitches Ahh! Hell at last, my first breath that I cursed They performed the ritual, took me home in a hurse But in the womb I metamorphesized, my birth and death was already prophecized Instead of a crib I slept in a casket Sacrificed the first born but Christ denied this evil bastard For all of those who don't understand what I'm talkin about You're trapped in my helium of evil thought, figure your way out Or be comdemned to eternal livin death... |
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(feat. Shabazz the Disciple)
[Intro: Shabazz the Disciple] Yeah, yeah, Sunz of Man, Disciples Got the four Elements About to take you through the four stages of nature The combinations of danger It's like that Killah Priest [Killah Priest] I'm deep into the page Each stage is like a maze, it's like sperm reachin the egg I focus on the brain cause it be the enterprise It's like life within the center of the eyes Descend off the soundwaves, that are bound for days The atom is surrounded with rays My frame be the mercury, it circles degrees Developed the strength in Hercules Wisdom changes my continent When I quiz them I build up the confidence You burnin me is like tryin to culture a pig I teach knowledge and culture the kids I inject the rhyme into the depths of the mind The proper insight gives effects on the blind See I don't entertain, I enter the brain The Killah Priest always come and represent the name A daily study stimulates the thought Correct diet, I meditate with less talk Makes me deep as the ocean floor The ink soaks in and I'm prepared to explore MC's fall like the city of Rome I'm inspiring like Solomon and witty in the dome Yeah, writing rhymes with a liquid pen Next to appear... be the holy wizard [Shabazz the Disciple] Knowledge I obtain is mystic, realistic There's hittin gems in sins if you missed in Thou have to contain the power to unravel It's like walkin a-stray on the edge of the earth without a map to travel Once false step, you enter the depths of darkness The triple stains that engraved to the conscious As I drag your mind off the edge of sanity I leave you floatin, you have to figure your way back to gravity Taken beyond the orbits of NASA, at rates much faster Your chest tightens up like asthma And you be gaspin for oxygen Inhalin fatal gas, light-headed from the hydrogen Driftin in the wind like a cloud that can't rain You lack the element so it's relevent to strain Your brain lacks water like the moon Dependin on the earth since you first left the womb Words engraved to paralyze you in the mental Too much weight to analyse the potential Amounts of pressure that'll tilt your scale And as for 85's I describe it in braille The blind language, the deaf and dumb I use sign language Cause I was blessed to exorcise stress and anguish Niggas be strainin with they sick sound-es I'm splitin atoms and spillin holy water on their conscious Travellin 186,000 miles per second Then shine forth as far thoughts if you can catch em [Hell Razah] Life is hell, hell tells lies in your face Every other day we're killin off our own race When you trapped inside hate It's hard to escape inside a slave mindstate Cause you go out like a blind date Surrounded by danger when you're livin in the world full of anger The pain I drop just to get you got is a brain strainer Deadly talk, silent thoughts I can't overstand when the man wanna live long And you think too short and distorted Payin for your religion when you really can't afford it I'd rather live like the god then instead of dyin for a devil You couldn't climb this level with a ladder made of knowledge I demolish, abolish, so don't try to follow I look into your body in the dark and I could tell you that you're hollow You're sleepwalkin, blind ass zombie I hell raze from the grave of ignorance (yo) Just to finish men lookin guilty of sin [Prodical] Cryin deep within the mental, my soul is intoxicated Opressed with stress, aggrevation, pain and frustration I can't take it no more as I journey through the halls of hell Justice prevail, unrighteous will surely fail Now may my enemies be defeated in the Chamber Of danger facin life full of strife, filled with anger Forced to enter as an avenger of sin I roar like the mighty lion as I contrive of Benjamin Experimentin with all types of fuckin gases I got the potion to turn your flesh to fuckin acid Atoms Shatter, and lemons start to scatter Illusion dwellin in path for mental confusion |
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(feat. Zodiac Killah)
[Hell Razah] Welcome to the Hell Hole The only escape is to die And the truth you believe, tell lies To ya eyes Competition I disinagrate, if you another wack I hate one I tie you down to a hot spike table You ain't able to stand still own your flat line You trap bomb inventor Your mind is in the center of the Hell Hole And I smell ya nose in my business By the way tell Santa Claus, I mean Satan Claus who Wanna burn a devil up for Christmas I need attention, parental discreation is advised So lies in face, for eternity, life that is All beats without water, I order all demons in the streets of insanity To become what ya plan be, stand over criminology In ya society, why die for dead presidents you everyday slave Got reality for evidence, Water trap bodies like a magnet to rays in the ground What goes up that don't come down My flow is deep under water style, that will drown individuals Ritual of rhymes with Jews, that send the smartest Nerd back to school on bad news Verbally I abuse ya mental and we use ya brain as a mental Until my lyrics, I sent you, spilt, spread Throughout ya empty head spinnin Why should I beg, hope and pray, when I'm already Promised a death day I come eliminate with no gimmicks, and all mean I give you No ideas to mimic, so many wannabes on tracks Like they playas, chasin acts they couldn't kill Shit is real, can ya emotions really feel it [Chorus:] Livin in hell Livin in hell Livin it, everyday You even get bucked by steel This seeds is ill And our peoples is passin away [Zodiac Killah] Resurrected from the grounds of the devilish demons Let me just assure you, that you not even dreamin Cuz there should be reality, ya negative metallic Doin art, body parts, take a stroll into my gallery Cuttin bodies open and I hang em by they veins Play em like fuck so they can entertain me As I relax with some whiney shit Cuz there's somethin really wrong with mine and shit Niggas be mad scared of the shit I be kickin With the burner motherfuck on the brilliest invention I'm real, harder than steel, tougher than lether And all that rough shit put together Not the kinda nigga that easy to kill Cuz death, ask the death it's kinda hard to be filled I'm illa than a nigga laid to rest And look you still standin, and at the present point I'm clandin All the wall the angels of the world to get ya Better raise ya like quitar let the force be with ya [Hell Razah] How should I do ya? Should I stick a knife thru ya back Ya wack, admit it against ya jack for ya contract Horror Days is every day, playin with ya dead I scrape the skin off the head, and ya skull I get it cracked like that As I wrap ya brain cells up like a mummy Ya gotta make money, all the honies fuck later Eliminate niggas like the Terminator Attack of the perpetrators, beware of originators Danger, begin the air that you breathin Schemin all eat, is like a real fat ass nigga leanin on me So back up off me, closed up in a coffin, and let ya coffin up Out ya mouth, quit chokin off a razor blade, first of aid Havin naked sex, go to hell with ya tech Ya followin in it on the next nigga dick check Come ready, get ready, for the X to get wet [Chorus] [Zodiac Killah] Greeters from hell, as I swell ya brain cells Quarter off within the 12th gong of ya church bell Teachers prepare from the hole Ease splill it to the Devil's control Knockin at ya, ya soul There's no way to escape Ya must come face to face with the gates of hate Dominate ya mind state, for words ya can't relate to the words I been cursed at birth till I had on Earth People dyin the route, people tryin to drown be on death Never keep bouncin on my chest Can't catch my breath, so I gasp for air In Hell poison and pollution is in the atmosphere Word is bond, this shit is like the gong that it jet The evil thought that be born in ya head Yes You shall dwell here for eternity In the Hell Hole, In the Hell Hole Motherfucka, you ain't comin out |
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Yo what's up man
Yo just maintainin Just chillin Goin through the same shit, that's all Yo I got, I found this paper, knawhatimsayin? Talkin about that alluminati stuff, some new world order Some psychic hotlines or Let's give her the call see what's up [numbers dialed] [ring] [Chorus: Hell Razah] Hello, my psychic hotline Dial 1-900 Free-Ya-Mind, Da Last Future, call us up if ya blind We don't need a phone to communicate with minds It's Hell Razah, hello my psychic hotline YO we got some callers, son Let's pick up the first caller, the first caller Hello, my psychic hotline We got the first caller [Hell Razah] Hello pranksters, too many gangsters in hip hop Without knowledge, it's like a pyramid built that ain't solid Ya ass will get blown away demolished You better study more jewels than college, I promise Who dare double dare to true scare those with peace street consequence To eat, rather West Coast than Middle East You be marked by the beast, That decrease that black race that increase Too much ocean, it get deep For dreamers that's asleep Blessed be the meak, I be the strong first to weak The wolf vs. the sheep, to fight and like cowboys and indians Cops and criminals, American citizens vs. aliens I dug up more lies than libariens Here I be Sha the King of the Israelians Use your little two ears to hear me in In the meanwhile, Razah reptiles, get exou, who try to bite us With their poisonous, Silent Weapons For Quiet Wars, Always be the noisest Now you got riot squad, surrounded the house of God Pullin out their shotties, Illuminati agents Tryin to devine and conquer, ya heavenly body I study my roots while ya party And get drunk off of Bacardi And rentin Ferrari's, a hell safari North America wilderness, Zoo York where animals stalk And work for the devil without a pitch fork Sellin pork of all sort, trying to kill off our righteous thoughts Now the wicked is fallin, hold on somebody else is calling Somebody is calling [Chorus] "Yo I got things messin with my mind man" [Hell Razah] Psychic Hotline, the next caller, call from the south of the border Needed information on the new world order "I got a daughter and a son and gun Which way should I go, Heaven is too high" Hell is too low, hello, I come forth in White Rose for Black Justice The untrusted, they get convicted, I predicted Ever since I was affected from the house of the wicked Razah mental dead, swingin my double edge swords takin heads I'm givin vampires garlic bread Mattresses for they death bed I see three sixes inside ya forhead With the same aim as a infa red And slaves hang off they last thread Before the spread of bloodshed It goes that be spoon fed, treasures of the wicked Prophet, nothin of the gifted Im from the city where the streets are gold The young and the old, all thrones Made the presses gems and stones All rise, let me exercise The adrenaline for the millenium, devils they be kill 'em I'm healin them Give them my competitors, face of the Syrians Draggin opponents through oblivion Taught by the teacher of experience You and your seed need to be camouflage like fatigue Cuz degree and thieves be makin judgements on stolen land The Children Of Izrael, expand in the village of the damn I meditate on Mount Fuji inside Japan Never let ya left know about ya right hand Understand don't bite it, I write it With thoughts of psychic, with hotlines [Interlude:] Let me use, let me ask a question How long uses were on the phone damn [more arguing] I got some questions that want to be answers I wanna know about the ebonics Ebonics? I can tell you about the shit Ebony? What that ebonics stand for Devils wanna know Bout to go outside [Chorus] |
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[60 Sec. Assassin]
Now children go when I send thee Uh, now how should I send the law? I'm gon' send the Killah Priest Through the Sunz of Man I'm gon' send in Bethlehem It's the Sunz of Man, I'm gon' send in [Killah Priest] A world premier on the frontier for a year Those with the ear, let 'em hear I ride the camel, wearin' golden sandals Gold shield, war force field Silver spear, jasper armor flooded with onyx Silk garment, a silk cape, a nickel plate breastplate A golden helmet, a purple robe clothed with the velvet Pullin' my diamond sword through ya pelvis, collar shinin like Elvis Studied clubs, a golden club, roll out the white glove I'm above, show you love for the general Bag me the emeralds, never end the jewels Attendin school of thoughts, red curtains, white turbans Purple silk, blue quilt, sippin soy milk as the scales tilt Holy tablets made from the Abbot's finest fabrics Crystal glass, gold rims flooded with gems The son of Shim sung me hymns Enjoy the royal smell, golden bells King Soloman's spells, holy vails Instruments of excellence, new testaments The annointed, flamboyant, rap for your enjoyment [60 Sec. Assassin] Now children go when I send thee Uh, now how should I send the law? I'm gon' send the Prodigal Sunn Through the Sunz of Man I'm gon' send in Bethlehem Through the Sunz of Man, I'm gon' send thee [Prodigal Sunn] My lyric condition, critical, political Analytical, controversal, diversal, verbal, daily rehearsal My ora, presidential, we shed your mental temple for life I born supreme knowledge to make the wisdom my wife No time for strife, decrease releasin through the mic device You better think twice, precise or get crushed like ice Ever since I been an MC, never knew nothin to be for free The recipe consists of space, time and energy Physical isolation escapin, revelation every since creation I see the slaves in my nation came to make a change Live out my name, sustain The Grain, consider the strange deranged Even insane in the brain, I felt the strain of pain From the migranes and bloodstains, now I know the game And only a few stay the same [60 Sec. Assassin, (Hell Razah)] Now children go when I send thee Uh, now how should I send the law? I'm gon' send the Heaven the Hell Raz' Through the Sunz of Man I'm gon' send in (Brooklyn, Bethlehem, Bethlehem) Through the Sunz of Man, I'm gon' send in Bethlehem [Hell Razah] What up, son? Nuttin but clouds and the UFO's What's goin' down? Nuttin but souls as we open scrolls I was born as a grand Sun of Man from Abraham Brooklyn was my Bethelehem, I blessed the land with children Keep a gun in hand, must understand my plan You drown in the quicksand, hair wrapped like arabs from Iran We crash clubs, black blood, shed for money love Backstabber's hugs, little kids follow thugs sellin drugs Unlawful marriages, miscarriages, savages livin fabulous Buildin drug palaces, players play 'til that day of repentance A one way entrance, a death or life sentence I'm like the banker, when I thank a wave my interest Hell Razah, I come with prophecies, missioners possibly Animosity, keep you watchin me The golden owl, while you approach I make your coach throw in the towel Use you consonants and vowels Precious jewels stress them fools, drop your tool Stop repentin, now go where I sent him [60 Sec. Assassin] Now children go when I send in 60 Sec. Uh, now how should I send the law? I'm gon' send the one by one One was the ity bity baby Two was the palmentor, south pole Three was the hebrew, children Four was the son standin at the door Three was the hebrew, children Two was the palmentor, south pole One was the ity bity baby Wrapped all in that I may know what you gon' name that A stranger that's born, born as a Sun of Man You and you, Sunz of Man want you You and you, you and you Sunz of Man drop jewels, you and you You and I Vs. to make the Sunz' shit work |
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(feat. Zodiac Killah)
[Chorus: Hell Razah] I stalk in the land where the world's gonna end Life is a game that the blacks never win You can't look back, when the devils on attack Or be the next victim inside this deathtrap [Hell Razah] When I stalk, I take a deep breath of death In the atmosphere, then I prepare to meet my enemy I leave ya lost inside a mental maze Like bad memory plus a overdose of amnesia Equals brain seisures With no warning, too prejudice Critics who don't pee wee judgin us had gimmicks Why die think they rappers Cuz they study the dictionaries Is life is a cycle from ya birthday to the cemeteries? My third eye, describe the fantasy world alive I eat food for thought, on Thanksgiving Instead of celebrating, the killin of the Indians My brain potential turn me into a mental maniac You think ya zaniac, when I'm outsane Creating more mysterious, curious shit than a Dr. Strange Had a full capacity fillin ya open dome like a cavity Too many tragedies, caused by demons that lack on strategy My intellectual concepts is logic, ya disect, blood spill, white spill Study it for my test, a life of death escapes Burn like the equator to eliminate ya face The doors of hell is closin by minute we deathtrapped in it I'm searchin for the beginning, but the end, they let me win it I'm alergic to murder futures, in the price time the evidence is mine Think beyond, right now, I can hear souls of the innocent Crying in pain, every year, only we had no real ears To hear the fear The ritual wounds, I glide, cuz the dark days will raid skies And it will rain pain on the insane devils in the sky When under pressure, ya can't stand still on ya own flatline With ya part time, wack ass rhymes [Chorus] [Zodiac Killah] Here's another lesson, parental discreation is advised My rhymes open eyes and lies in my hands Who is the man with the power Brainwash and met don't wanna step in the shower The rain, the acid rain from the brainstorm ya get named dame Yo its just another strangle goes a bang into a mental When I was a young lad, they said I had potential I udalized the fight, Deadly Venoms as a weapon Sudden death, when destruct, with the lethal ejection Danger, don't talk to strangers, I hang ya In the torture chamber, brother release the hanger The beat, join the ranks of the deceised When ya rest in piece or better yet pain Cuz my name lock in ya brain just like aroma Thoughts swell inside of ya mind like a tumor In this rap field you couldn't match me kid I begged ya when the seventh sense said I was electric, kid That word is bond, I rock from the dusk till dawn Thru the day to night, from the dark to the light The way that I rock is catastrophic It's sick, psychotic, nerves I got it Paragraphs, are toxic Give you a sign if you don't know the time Grab the glock to ya face as I waste ya mind [Chorus] [Prodigal Sunn] Our father who art in hell Out to make ya suffer, pray to maintain under pressure Mentally I'm out of the anger All my physical state dwells to hate, my obligation is bleep the fate Of the mind of the wicked Livin in fantasies, caught up in fantasies, spray ya Calamities and tragedies Be who who hate it, like ?? my recalation Against the man who cancels of recooperation Mass the game as I torture, Talk to ya brain on the remains of blood veins above they kanes Be my, toss and typo, like a loss of a cycle This is a hell, see thru the house above the cypher The ghettos and the projects massive within In the jungle with sin, the drama never end [Chorus] [Killah Priest] Killah Priest, Iron Sheik from the Middle East Raps cause torment lay dorment in the East Pick it up slow, say whats sup For Da Last Future, Hell Razah Holy Psychaitrist, Prodigal Sunn Population Click, Wu-Tang, Gravediggaz |
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| 4:02 |
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(feat. Zodiac Killah)
What's up man? Aight [more talking] Yo Priest what's up with that track man? Let me represent that shit for dolo man, fuck that Yo fuck that man, word is bond I'm reckin on this mike man, fuck that kid [Sunz Of Man] What up [Hell Razah] I'mma transport inside the mind that ya got And I'mma transport to a braisol and drop to begin To spread ya Aloe head gel Every tape has an inmate and blow up ya brain cells All ya reactions is trapped in my time warp And smoke 'em, ya get leg broken Home, choken by roast a deli slogans To once, quick to get guns I blow ya open I'm from the L's of the Murderville Where we possess to kill, and strangle the demons, cuz schemin on skills My styles is disguised, nigga ply ya naked eye I twist minds, insert through ya disc drives To reprogram ya dead computer, they ain't no future When ya beein in a killin zone cross shooter Hype is not for winners it's for sinners that are losers Guess I spell profanity, on all mics that'll handle me Then I brain damage, leave ya deaf, dumb and stranded Abandon all ya missed, understand it understands See it's hectic, for niggas that quenchin So they get wetted, with techs in their hands, hoes in they head Ran on my land, ya kind digest raw stress When all ya thoughts up gots to pay tape, I'm x rated And love to kick that I made it Religion is racism, and I ate this rhythem Oh shit, time to execute that new manuever Cuz I feel this shit will be very unexpected My mind a worse, weapon, murderin all cyphers and sessions I love my moms, cuz havin her gone was a blessin And they know until I stop, not be ready to I fuck it Chop ya head, style, I'm the ripper The mentally ill individual, growin up, Thinkin like, hangin with criminals I'm on a Ram-Page and plus I'm lyrical, miracles We make niggas dig up they graves, like the Aztecs with AIDS All hell pays when ya livin in my Horror Days, in my Horror Days [yelling & arguing] [Zodiac Killah] Verbally surprising, mind magnetizin Niggas is hypnotized from the rhymes I'm vocalizin Paragraphs, thoughts, thoughts from distorture I dare, from L's, to when they dwell to my ears fell out I get buddha black when I reless the stress Thoughts that I address, niggas can't contest Ya get rained on, this random in the flap with the brainstorm Create that new shit while ya still singin the same songs Get it straight, I paralize ya mind state with hate Intense pain, ya brain get maintained to wait superparalysis Allowing these brain cells with cow asarbavation Of a situation that makes an analysis Conclusion, bust might cause confusion cause of the words How you like substitution, conclusion, have ya brain get brutalized Sabotage ya mental, my rhymes ya can't manage Those that battle, I got that aight no with brain damage Niggas step I guess suicidal intentions Get throwed out the rain like a dame women extensions I leave ya with ya mind in potention That rhymes that I mention, Will blast you through a whole nother dimension Your pores, tossed in the land of the lost I keep it real, when it feels no remorse, those that cross My path, will get blasted to the beginning The bottom of the barrel, no tears to admit cuz ya Thoughts is crazy narrow Nah, amplifly the death blow front If you wan't the chance to die, rap fanatic A slave to the rhythem like an adict Man slaughter, my solid flow is sorta automatic When I lift up the spliff and I rip up a rhyme For the fool who wanna flip, I gotta rip on the night When whenever, I'm clever with the style that I shoot with Full of funk, electryifing like ya execution To give to the top, a rock, a droppet I'm wicked outta here like I'm Mustafa forgot dat |
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