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I got stress on my that causes chest pains
Inside the best frames, ghetto blood is scored by slug shots
And spots, well, if you're too poor to move out
Or get a new house, it's like in a war, walkin' through shootouts

And you doubt God exists, hard fists
Be poundin' on your head jackhammers
trapped in the black drama, you hear the laughter
Seconds after that you fade out, you're out, you're laid out

Your heart nearly out, you're lucky that you made out
With just a few scars the beating ends
The let ya breathe again
But men, will soon be on the receiving end

Of Law, I'm callin' on the meek and the poor
To back and never forfeit the day you have to go to war
With forces are armed upon the seven continental borders
A mental is essentials to absorb this

My sword hits the orb until it orbits
In the art of war kids see Grym be morbid
Since of the lost civilization in the past
Had my photographs etched inside of

To laugh at this revelation, 365 days of concentration
And twenty-four hour meditation, would be foolishly
I'm ancient as 'Amen', see I Grym
Throwin' fools in in a pit of pit bulls to be shaken

Or strapped to the crossroads of and inner sin
Which trap the sinners in to sell such a
I bring Grym tidings, tidal your all not exciting
riding the dick, start writin' your own shit

'Cause I stick figures, they think they fat and can't rap blast
I make 'em Slim Fast, like stick figures
I'm all that, I bag at concerts and shows
Get more panties hoes that boost Victoria Secret clothes

Foes is tagged like ex-foes toes at the
Kids with cold feet rise and like the barometer
Grym mentally chop your 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 full of duct
You get smacked like a trick that sniffed off her
Then smoked Rzarector with the blunts dipped in honey

Rotate your head like a gyro, my hair in knotty spirals
Feet resembles Christ's description from the
Water-walker, immune to all physical
out fast in a Porsche upon a double-crosser

My penis rise up in the morning like a
And blast iron cells into a low blooded
The imperial venereal
get murdered in serial, you can't fuck with the material

Unorthodox paradox, my shit is wide-screen Magnavox
thought like Doctor Octopus
'Cause war like the grandson of
I'm devil's heads on a evergreen bush

Sugar-frosted sorceresses, bitches get
Pussy lips be drippin', like leaky
Undercover C-Cyphers sprayed up like windshield
While I'm Piper's, changin' my son's shitty-ass diapers

Dime trapped in sync like many time piece
You get stampeded by the
A rap plus tracks black like Chow Yun Fat
Oppositional forces get their eardrums

Common denominator, I the mic saber like Vader
He was fooled by the interpreatation from a traitor
MC's get their blown, trounced off my fistbone
Choked from my death, time they break a wishbone

Eventually, I the whole world would mention me
Potentially, I the key to make G's
MC's breeze on my tracks, I rock the with the trees
Killa bees spread like diseases

See it's, like the second comin' of Jesus, of
Be fabulous, raise the dead crowd up like
Hazardous vocabulary attacks be
notes we provoke, it comes out musically dope

Niggaz realize just can't cope
here, bustin' out the head resembles fire and smoke Loc
I blast watts in circuits like General Monk-Monk was
My science is divided into your central nervous

Pervert area codes peep murder
I'm boxed-in, suckin' tits, inhalin' oxygen
world of crab niggas and sea shells mix
I my dick and sword right through you pelvics

I'm hell stricken bomb, in trees of palm
existence is descendants of Allah
I travel at rates, weaker men are primates
That either migrate or get to the stake

I feed off lyrical light beams of
My terminology is panatomic like
Crazy el loco, gas niggaz like
Flush 'em Presto, Blast in your chest bone

I raise from the shore, like and Gomorrah
With traction, flashin' a 4-wheel drive Ford
While lies within the center of the Rubik's
The roots of the wine induced the enzymes inside your

Turmoil boilin' appointed, niggaz rubbin' off my style like a
Lost in the Sahara, From trial and
with 3 meals for Sister Sara

Bearer, minerals in abundance
Because the dead is not known to return from the