The pit, the pit, oh my Yo, 1, 2, dun dunna dun All y'all mentally motherfuckers We to break y'all some information And ressurect you from the mentality of in this Yo, yo
We come away and chop the heads of these better off they dyin' in a pit full of snakes Mistake inside yourself, that be the first you take It's better off you in a pit full of snakes
The marijuana got my karma glowin' gold armor, surround my I'm reachin' a high state of but wanna chop and imitate To bite, the livin' spirits livin' tablets transmitted by the Abbot Blood related to King David's mighty men
I appear in the atmosphere like nitrogen, oxygen, dioxide, helium, xenon, argon, neon, freon, be gone I travel beyond the range where sick sounds grave you can't semantics makes your mind go frantic hand picked Gods
Razor sharp be my standard breakin' bondage and white garments Eye ball as black as onyx hair gonna grow as long as a comet's from Hell watch the Gods be real What makes and hail, snow and earthquakes?
Goin' through crisis, or mad I thought girls was made of sugar and wanted to fuck 'em like Isis While others bow down, Percival,
I'm inside my lab stabbin' on black papyrus Your weight couldn't a snow flake How you gonna on a God while you rotate? I your head, your neck, your back, your legs Your kneecap, back your ass bitch
And your gall bladder my mathematical data Terror far beyond the stars of William The rattler can't deport on my speed of Then escape New York in East or import
Stronger currents than my brains runnin' practice pierce hoes through metal jackets War commander, niggas get caught up in the exhaust Get the frost right or frost bite
Isle of the King maniac barbarian, of Romanian Underground, subterranean, Stepper grandson of Nefar The rest of heffers, thimble y'all resembled Uncle Fester God biding through telepathic gates
Integrate, causin' one mind to elevate, competition Like an causin' the earth to shake On day, diggin' more graves Master 4 Tay or cherries block Freshly picked out the cemetery, the plot
We away and chop the heads of these snakes It's better off dyin' in a pit full of snakes Mistake inside yourself, that be the head you take It's better off you dyin' in a pit full of
Yo, projectiles lace the project Organic, saw panic when I wreck and smile With more than New York City got blocks I cripple whole knot till your air drip of snot
First by Hell, is facin' Grym Lacin' human shells with radiation cell mutation to permeate flesh like skins bein' pressed And wire, steel mesh as 200 nerve endings record the pain
I cut like the sword hittin' the brain The main issue for of your brain tissue Is your dismissal, I reign official I lack fear like a black slash your chest area open
And have the whole world soakin' your hemoglobin Then blast, your lyrics be on and astrophysics You couldn't be your if you were chemist Twistin' the mic Brooklyn fire hydrants in the summer
Bangin' a Forerunner lyrically my formula is C-4 to the third power of ice, fire, and This causes manslaughter torture upon the microphone With the type of poem the strikes like a with a baseball bat Why the track, I'm better than all of that
We away and chop the heads of these snakes It's better off they in a pit full of snakes Mistake inside yourself, that be the first you take better off you dyin' in a pit full of snakes
We away and chop the heads of these snakes It's better off dyin' in a pit full of snakes Mistake inside yourself, that be the first you take It's better off you in a pit full of snakes