I got stress on my brain causes chest pains the best frames, ghetto blood clots is scored by slug shots And drug spots, well, if you're too to move out Or get a new house, it's like livin' in a war, through shootouts
And you doubt God exists, when fists Be poundin' on your like jackhammers You're in the black drama, you hear the laughter Seconds after you fade out, you're played out, you're laid out
Your nearly gave out, you're lucky that you made out With a few scars when the beating ends The streets let ya again But evil men, soon be on the receiving end
Of Universal Law, I'm callin' on the and the poor To fight and never forfeit the day you have to go to war With forces that are armed upon the seven continental A mental fortress is essentials to absorb
My sword hits the orb until it orbits In the art of war see Grym Reap be morbid Since pieces of the civilization in the past Had my photographs etched of pyramids
To laugh at this revelation, without 365 days of And hour meditation, would be foolishly pagan I'm as 'Amen', see I stay Grym Throwin' fools in in a pit full of pit bulls to be
Or to the crossroads of Hell and inner sin Which the sinners in to sell such a Sing-Sing I bring tidings, tidal your wave all not exciting riding the dick, start writin' your own shit
'Cause I stick figures, they think they fat and rap wind blast I 'em Slim Fast, lookin' like stick figures I'm all that, I bag at concerts and shows Get more panties than that boost Victoria Secret clothes
is tagged like ex-foes toes at the coroner's Kids with cold feet rise and like the barometer Grym will mentally chop career See, is locked down here, like penitentiary blocks in tears
Escape outta your ducts, every time you hear my You better duck fate or catch a fuckin' face of duct tape You get like a trick that sniffed off her money Then smoked like Rzarector with the blunts in honey
your head like a gyro, my hair grows in knotty spirals Feet resembles Christ's description the Bible Water-walker, immune to all torture Pull out in a Porsche upon a double-crosser
My penis up in the morning like a Phoenix And iron cells into a low blooded 'nemic The material's venereal MC's get murdered in serial, you can't with the material
Unorthodox paradox, my shit is wide-screen Magnavox thought like Doctor Octopus 'Cause war the grandson of Kush I'm hangin' devil's heads on a bush
sorceresses, bitches get exhausted Pussy lips be drippin', like faucets C-Cyphers sprayed up like windshield wipers While I'm guzzlin' Piper's, my son's shitty-ass diapers
Dime trapped in sync like many time piece You get by the wildabeast A rap dast' plus tracks black like Yun Fat Oppositional forces get their flat
denominator, I swing the mic saber like Vader He was fooled by the made from a traitor MC's get their wigs blown, off my fistbone Choked from my death, every they break a wishbone
Eventually, I knew the world would mention me Potentially, I the key to make G's MC's breeze on my tracks, I rock the root the trees Killa bees spread like diseases
See it's, like the second comin' of Jesus, of Be fabulous, raise the crowd up like Lazarus Hazardous vocabulary be beautiful Acoustical notes we provoke, it out musically dope
Niggaz realize they just can't They're here, bustin' out the head resembles and smoke Loc I watts in circuits like General Monk-Monk was Turkish My science is deep into your central nervous
Pervert codes peep this murder I'm boxed-in, suckin' tits, inhalin' oxygen Parallel world of crab niggas and sea mix I pierce my dick and sword right through you
I'm hell bomb, wrapped in trees of palm Physical is descendants of Allah I at high rates, weaker men are primates either migrate or get burnt to the stake
I feed off light beams of amphetamine My is panatomic like lobotomy Crazy el loco, gas like Sunoco Flush 'em like Presto, Blast in chest bone
I raise from the shore, like and Gomorrah With traction, flashin' a 4-wheel Ford Explorer While mucus within the center of the Rubik's The roots of the wine induced the inside your nucleus
boilin' appointed, niggaz rubbin' off my style like a ointment Lost in the Sahara, trial and error with 3 meals for Sister Sara
Bearer, minerals in abundance Because the is not known to return from the dungeons