I got stress on my brain that causes chest Inside the best frames, ghetto blood clots is scored by slug And drug spots, well, if too poor to move out Or get a new house, it's like livin' in a war, through shootouts
And you God exists, when hard fists Be poundin' on head 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 heart nearly gave out, lucky that you made out With just a few scars the beating ends The streets let ya again But evil men, soon be on the receiving end
Of Law, I'm callin' on the meek and the poor To fight back and never the day you have to go to war With forces that are armed upon the seven borders A mental fortress is essentials to this
My sword hits the human orb until it In the art of war see Grym Reap be morbid Since of the lost civilization in the past Had my etched inside of pyramids
To at this revelation, without 365 days of concentration And twenty-four meditation, would be foolishly pagan I'm ancient as 'Amen', see I stay Throwin' fools in in a pit full of pit bulls to be
Or strapped to the crossroads of Hell and sin Which trap the in to sell such a Sing-Sing I bring Grym tidings, tidal wave all not exciting Stop riding the dick, start 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 than hoes that boost Victoria clothes
Foes is tagged ex-foes toes at the coroner's Kids with cold rise and fall like the barometer will mentally chop your career See, shit is locked here, like penitentiary blocks in tears
Escape your ducts, every time you hear my name You better duck fate or a fuckin' face full of duct tape You get smacked like a trick sniffed off her money smoked like Rzarector with the blunts dipped in honey
Rotate your head like a gyro, my hair grows in knotty Feet Christ's description from the Bible Water-walker, immune to all physical Pull out fast in a upon a double-crosser
My rise up in the morning like a Phoenix And blast iron cells into a low 'nemic The imperial material's MC's get murdered in serial, you fuck with the material
Unorthodox paradox, my shit is wide-screen Magnavox Grabs thought like Doctor war like the grandson of Kush I'm hangin' devil's heads on a evergreen
Sugar-frosted sorceresses, get exhausted Pussy be drippin', like leaky faucets Undercover C-Cyphers sprayed up like windshield While I'm guzzlin' Piper's, changin' my shitty-ass diapers
Dime piece trapped in sync like time piece You get stampeded by the A rap dast' plus tracks black like Yun Fat forces get their eardrums flat
Common denominator, I swing the mic saber like He was by the interpreatation made from a traitor MC's get their wigs blown, off my fistbone Choked from my death, time they break a wishbone
Eventually, I knew the whole world would me Potentially, I the key to make G's MC's on my tracks, I rock the root with the trees Killa spread rapid like diseases
See it's, like the second of Jesus, of Nazareth Be fabulous, raise the crowd up like Lazarus Hazardous attacks be beautiful notes we provoke, it comes out musically dope
Niggaz they just can't cope They're here, bustin' out the resembles fire and smoke Loc I blast watts in circuits like General was Turkish My science is divided deep into your nervous
Pervert area peep this murder I'm boxed-in, suckin' hologram tits, oxygen Parallel world of crab niggas and sea mix I pierce my dick and sword through you pelvics
I'm hell stricken bomb, wrapped in trees of Physical is descendants of Allah I travel at rates, weaker men are primates That either migrate or get burnt to the
I feed off lyrical light of amphetamine My is panatomic like lobotomy Crazy el loco, gas niggaz Sunoco 'em like Presto, Blast in your chest bone
I raise from the shore, like and Gomorrah With traction, flashin' a drive Ford Explorer While lies within the center of the Rubik's The roots of the wine induced the inside your nucleus
Turmoil boilin' appointed, niggaz rubbin' off my like a ointment Lost in the Sahara, trial and error Confused 3 meals for Sister Sara
Bearer, minerals in abundance Because the dead is not to return from the dungeons