samples: "Now in the studio.. its all knuckles and know how.. but that red light goes off.. a friendly word of advice.."
You'll meet fuckin maker, soon as my ink strike the paper Its the trilogy of terror, don't step outside your verses cause curses, and worsens Some'll search this, my crew, they must re-earth this called terror in the book of mental pages Five stages of rage to be caged in Or cornered in or ran up in, running your database quick, before you come in Or maybe summon, gods of, warfare Shine like fireworks, so you forget your Kick shit up and down, like nigga chases If you basin, one verse, you cased in Like that rock from that spots thats on block They made up, that called T.N.T. that get me knocked lyrical losenges, kick shit like harsh bitches And if you fuck around, you like hostages You got the You think you got theology? About the science you fuckin with this trilogy
"We this scheduled transmission to bring you an announcemet of importance... ladies and gentleman"
I'm the world terrorist, HazMat specialist Hannibal Stacks the treacherous expedition chief executive Perpetual design, give me mines, I hit ya Competitively, how you try to get the best of me Stress me, I test your out, like air yourself out (poof) Leave ya shiverin, left out in the cold, no clothes, no support, no Face me, I make the sky roll back a scroll As I thee, my special teams'll have your punk patrol on stroll Its on you, make it all fold or hold own You see I'm for throwin rocks, fuck around and get stoned Plus fam snuffed my gun wrong in this Its only I click on y'all, bring it back home and shit Recusant, like the fuck you expectin This the trilogy, you how ill it be Respected, if not, we get on that, stereo type And spit shots off the corner, get props, Get your knot rocked, and your spot blotted out See we what we about and thats that, three the hard way Guru, Afu-Ra, and Stacks, Go 'head and try to front, get back collapsed, motherucker
"Attention...AAHHH... Be on look out...Let's get to business" *church tolls 3:00*
The richeous man of God Universal, Ruler of the Every mic I bless with or without a So fuck the dumb shit, you could get stuck quick Or get smashed in a dump with a or a drumbstick Afu-Ra he summoned me, to your entity Its three of us, terror Yeah the driller be, your bitch-ass heart out I was way iller killer, you started out The words I _Manifest_ will let you know it's _Hard To So _Take It Personal_, like KRS nigga You Learn _Who's Gonna Take The _ You shut the gate Don't ever try to underestimate the great you was the boss and got tossed up in a lake No wake, cause everybody you was a fake You shield your fate, cement blocks for socks and weights I'm older plus I'm wiser, surprise cause I'm Push me to my limit, punk nigga, your get it One by the gun, two stomped out by my you get strung up by the limb of a tree I never rhyme for free, so A & R's got to pay me When you speak of real rappers, you best to say the trilogy, uh