samples: "Now in the studio.. its all knuckles and know how.. but when that red light off.. a friendly word of advice.."
You'll your fuckin maker, soon as my ink strike the paper Its the trilogy of terror, don't step your area Heavy verses cause curses, and Some'll search this, my crew, they must re-earth this called terror in the book of mental pages Five stages of unable to be caged in Or cornered in or ran up in, fuck Annihilate database quick, before you come in Or maybe summon, gods of, warfare like fireworks, so you forget your flares Kick shit up and down, like nigga chases If you basin, one verse, have you in Like that rock from that spots thats on your They made up, that shit called T.N.T. that get me Kick lyrical losenges, kick shit harsh bitches And if you fuck around, you unsung hostages You got the message? You you got theology? About the science when you fuckin with trilogy
"We interupt scheduled transmission to bring you an announcemet of importance... ladies and gentleman"
I'm the world terrorist, explosive specialist Stacks the treacherous millenial expedition chief executive Perpetual design, give me mines, I hit ya Competitively, how dare you try to get the of me Stress me, I your chest 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 blaze thee, my special have your punk patrol on stroll Its on you, make it all fold or your own You see I'm known for throwin rocks, fuck around and get Plus fam done snuffed my gun in this Its only right I click on y'all, it back home and shit Recusant, what the fuck you expectin This the trilogy, you how ill it be Respected, if not, we get on that, type hiphop And shots off the corner, get props, plot Get your knot rocked, and your whole spot out See we about what we about and that, three the hard way Guru, Afu-Ra, and Stacks, Go and try to front, get your back collapsed, motherucker
"Attention...AAHHH... Be on out...Let's get down to business" *church bell tolls
The man of God Universal, Ruler of the Universe Every mic I bless with or without a So fuck the shit, you could get stuck dumb quick Or get smashed in a with a symbol or a drumbstick he summoned me, to capture 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 To Earn_ So _Take It Personal_, KRS nigga You Shall Learn _Who's Take The Weight? _ You shut the gate ever try to underestimate Guru the great Though you was the and got tossed up in a lake No wake, cause everybody you was a fake You shield your fate, cement blocks for and ankle weights I'm older I'm wiser, surprise cause I'm nicer Push me to my limit, nigga, your gonna get it One by the gun, two out by my shoe three you get strung up by the limb of a I rhyme for free, so A & R's they got to pay me When you speak of real rappers, you best to say the trilogy, uh