The king on horseback draped in chain mail Swing a war axe, make it rain hail Shrouded in clouds I'm pouting the crowds With thunderous death marches Fresh carcass litter my path slit into halves Severian the torturer carrying the orchestra Burying a fork in ya, ya'll faggots are done Stabbing the sun with a harpoon Flash in a dark room You’re overexposed, ya'll the cast of a cartoon I spark boom, smash the mizzenmast Slash your gizzard fast, crack your clavicle with magical wizard craft I sent apostles to slam dance with Pentecostals Sounds pound down through the ground denting fossils Slash the fabric of the universe Slice through your tunic first Right around the crotch now you a eunuch cursed To a life of celibacy then I slice your wife’s mammaries So she can no longer nourish your family That’s the end of you, I don’t care if there’s ten of you Send your crew and tell all your men to bring a friend or two I bend a few bones like Plasticine, wrack your spleen up in knots Manning the cannon and start busting shots The war sniper, your fake hard rocks like formica The new God of Thunder body slam Thor like a ragdoll And bag y’all time for checkout Slice from your head to your shoulders and pull your neck out [Chorus] When the God of Thunder storms into the room Crack boom crack boom Come one, come all if you wanna brawl I’m the mighty Thor, who’s ready for war? I’m ready for war When the God of Thunder storms into the room Crack boom crack boom Come one, come all if you wanna brawl I’m the mighty Thor, who’s ready for war? I’m ready for war [Verse 2] When I roll in the battle it’s a real bad omen I slash through that ass, it’s the masterous shogun Virtuoso and the Molemen, lurking in the Trojan Horse bringing the force of the Norse king Odin Exploding, shock-waves are unbelievable Your heads and necks rolling chop blades that’s unsheathe-able Can’t stop slicing, y’all can’t stop lightning Hand box bison's and throw mountain ranges that slam rock titans Fighting prehistoric dinosaurs vicious aquatic carnivores Virtuoso flows it’s like yo what the fuck you rhyming for? I’m heavy and I’m if I’m forced to riff I have to warn you I’m deadly, thoughts will shift the sands supporting California Collapse the continents, perhaps my dominance is past your common sense That’s the ominous task of a monolith This rap’s so hard, kick it and your leg will shift Attack your squad, vicious on a Pegasus Convince Hera to bear a son A dark solar eclipse her stomach burns and so her lips scream, “Where’s the sun?” [Chorus] [Verse 3] My style of quotes will beam a vial of dopamine, I choke your team With a rope of sheen, material your verse has open seams I wrote a dream, for your subconscious In which the big gorilla spills the blazing wax Impact from my slaps is causing waves to crack And transform into undertow While your blunders grow I humble foes My lung explodes and blows lightning as I sneeze through my thunder nose Gust of wind will crush your skin Thrust through limbs with tusks embedded in the head that is responsible For killing 150 constables in Bournemouth England, sinuous immune to flows like Walrus skin Virt read a thesaurus in the fourth grade Then used my knowledge to craft an orc blade And swing it leaving your thoughts slayed My war slaves, work collecting samples for The manticore with cancer jaws striking rappers with panther paws I crush hard rocks to pebbles Just for acting bolder and cleave a fjord in your shoulder When I swing mjolnir Hit em' then, Twist and bend the double helix's of your squad’s most vicious men I transform their forms into bitches then My piston sends Thundering shock-waves to rock graves of soft knaves Whose Thoughts laid slayed when sprayed with my pistol pen My crystal lens, bifocals will fry vocals Virtuoso my chokehold’s worldwide, you’ll die local

[Verse 1: Immortal Technique] Back like I was locked up, putting in work Burning through books like nazi's in a catholic church I'm cursed like cain when he murdered his brother Cut your face off and wear it while I'm fucking your mother I'm mars ultor, the avenger, the god of war And if you don't believe in me, I doubt you believe in god at all I breathe smokeless fire, the Jinn type That'll make you hate the way that allah made you to live life Like hindu, niggas that be bleaching their skin white Other people's teeth in my hands after a fist fight I was born with a sixth sense and a swift right Skinned werewolves and rape demons at midnight Sell your kids into slavery after we murder you Or sacrifice them in the same fire we burnin' you Barbarian funeral, nigga, you wanna know? Damn the river, bury me, and let the water flow [Hook: Poison Pen] Chaos, mayhem, bang outs, slay them, uprise, rape them, raid them Cage em, pandemonium, insurgent, death merchants, commit the best murder Pillage, Kill them, erase history, make them a mystery [Verse 2: Styles P] Cut the nose off, the ears off, the whole head Immortal and ghost coming, code red You never seen a black barbarian Warrior, warlord, pussy, cut your balls off More bodies come, more bodies hauled off What you want the sword and get shit sawed off Your throat need an axe in it And I'm breaking your back because your spine needed a crack in it You bugging me, I'm coming to fumigate The wolverine, the sabre tooth, the way that I mutilate I'm like the viking in Valhalla Rising Except I got black skin and both of my eyes in Don't test him, please don't stress him He'll hang you from a tree with your own intestines How you wanna die? make your own suggestion Now talk to the lord and make your own confession [Hook] [Verse 3: Vinnie Paz] You pussies living in a movie theatre Put the motherfucking spell on you like brujeria Chop his motherfucking head like a ruthless leader Guns drawn in a church service, shoot the preacher You need to be godly to know allah Ain't no rappers eating around me, like a broken jaw It ain't ever been a day that I ain't broke the law What you think I hold a motherfucking toaster for? I ain't going there, there's police in that room And vinnie walk around with bags of dust like a vacuum Bury you under the earth inside a black tomb My body covered in Dashiki and stab wounds I'm a guerilla, barbarians is my ancestors That's a part of my neurological transmitters We Islamic and brought the story of shem with us (Al hamdu Allah!) While we brought the motherfucking blam blam with us [Hook] [Outro] The walls have been breached! ANFALL!!! We came in the name of peace and brotherhood, you wanted us bound in slavery, poisoned our water, changed our names... Burn their homes, take their jewels, skin them alive! Hold on, hold on, hold on... No one will know these people ever existed, and all that will be left is what we build upon their ruins

[Verse 1] The snake charmer, equal opportunity hate monger I hold the weight in my straight left like H. Harver Jay chop ya fuckin' head cause his blade sharper And every rhyme I fuckin' spit is a grenade launcher I'm an insane author, a nonhuman Who studied the sage test from John Von Neumann Something happens in my brain when the guitar strums Bitin' me would be insane cause it scars lungs These all guns, and I can handle em You mean as much to me as uncle Sam and them So I choose not to abuse telepathy Cause it's dangerous like the Soviet's weaponry Let's see who's next to me, burn at the fuckin' stake Then I can throw the faggot urn in the fuckin' lake Give me a fuckin' break ,you know what this is JS1, Razel, man of business (Chorus) *scratches* [Verse 2] I’m Abdullah the Butcher, pay respect or I’m pulling the cooker You might as well kill yourself, I’m thrilling to push you Even if you survive son, you still bitch Cause I’m waiting anxiously to pull the kill switch Your body still stiff, rigor mortis I bring pain, it’s just raw, it’s King’s chorus I seen pain that was pure, it’s rich ? I seen brains that was poured on six corners Listen to orders, Vinnie Paz remains heartless That’s due to my fixation on the darkness Just give me a forty, a idiot, and Billy Dee You’ll see what the psychology of Philly really be Yeah from the birth place of Rocky My left hook to the body is like Arturo Gatti You couldn’t stop me, I fucking brain drill I stick around awhile to witness how the pain feels

[Intro: MF DOOM] One, one, two, two, two [Verse 1] Keep your mind on your mask, kid Holler for my classics, it's drastic Villain the hydrochloric acid, splashed it Pull the Nine, reached then he blasted, POW Ten stripes on a basket New York style wild Cheddar grab easy It's only entertainment though, when thought out completely Sad demeanor, could get him the drop and bag cleaner Master schemer Expert in that arena Puffin' Pasadena You read the grass was greener Black beamer I8 she gyrate Rubbing shoulders of pigs who don't fly straight Just ate, causing indigestion Will soon regurgitate, into profits, no question Nosy agent sniffing around, pay attention You can take that to the bank "Thanks", don't mention Pleasure's all mine, ain't mad at y'all Clear advantage like playing paddle ball on adderall Be brief, that is all Aight, one more rhyme Self-snitching rappers who's lines is pure pork rinds [Verse 2: Westside Gunn] Ayo It's after midnight, rocking Midnight Studios Fuck her raw, got my wrist right Brick-white Patek, spray jager, put the reggie one ice, nice Price on your baby mama head, no lice, Christ Chuck Taylor on the Gucci knit Out the Carrera shooting two Uzi's on some movie shit Who he hit? Word tilapia You'd rather have butterflies and two are locked up A nigga bagged the whole Ramadan He fucked with the mosque up Thirty days, worthy praise With the sleep-late, got a early grave on me Met my plug twice, but I get them shits every time Met Gala, I rock a heavy shine Mind's gone collecting Hebrus He on the cap reading Hebrews I'm in my cell eating seafood Big H on the Hermes dishes Pistol whipped the nigga, left his whole head twisted Bitch, this the finest grape, life is great If they kick down the door, hit the fire escape, wait You done heard dope before But this that new batch With one time I'm getting four more Copped me a new MAC

[verse 1: o.c.] used to get p-ss from the way the chain hang down to my d-ck, where the nuts be dangling long nights, club hoppin’, involved the same thing wolves on the prowl, always kept the gun tucked in my waist, i pray to never be chose – the mark but we all know what goes on after dark brown liquor, near the dance floor, sippin’ pocket full o’ big faces surrounded by my n-ggas thinkin’ back, it was a crew of -ss kissers low lives with nothing going on, hopin’ i put em on couple live wires stayed in my circle cousin boo which includes myself always ready to move fitted over my head piece, coverin’ my eyebrows noddin’ my dome to the songs people gettin’ drunk, sense the weed linger in the air look at my watch it’s 3 in the morn’ now i’m lookin for a slide off so we can get ghosts movin’ like a phantom in the spot packed with ho’s back to the seven-one-eight, drop off fam’ make it home and sleep through the day [verse 2: apathy] j.crew junkie with a closet o’ cole haan outfits form like the body of voltron east cost fishermen with sl!ckers and a raincoat rollin’ wit a pack o’ alcoholics who chain smoke bottle to the face, now ya man need a cat scan up inside the bar, disrespected a pats fan? step out the car get a boxcutter scar stupid motherf-cker do you know where you are? this is n dot e dot, home of the cold winds where stick up kids get away with ya gold rings me and baby mamas; we be cussin’ like sailors and motherf-ckers cuff ’em like custom tailors ’cause the ho’s so f-ckin’ hot, p-rn stars suckin’ c-ck then you knock her up and she grow a little m-ffin top everybody out, house party over hit the dunkin’ donuts and try to get sober before the cops pull me over like they did it in springfield didn’t like my att-tude and cracked my windshield f-ck it back to the eight-six-o come h-ll or high water i’ma make this dough [verse 3: slaine] in those ice cold winters i was born and raised drinkin’ whiskey out the bottle, on the corner blazed from the start had heart full of scorn and rage it got dark through the night and at dawn it stayed ’til the light glowed this is sun rose with the death tolls light stoags by the stove where my breath froze overdose, bullet holes you can catch those ex foes, old friends, we collect those exo’s swirlin’ in my cup while my debt grows cocaine in my bloodstream while the sweat flows i can hear the past still while it echoes pills had me hooked to the gills, i had to let go now i’m late night drivin’ through the madness to the other side, i’m survivin’ through the habits i look around and see the fiends in the rabbit hole tattered jeans as he leans with a battered soul seems there’s no way out ’til ya find her carryin’ this chip just to keep a reminder it’s through h-ll that the kid come heaven i made it out and back in the six-one-seven

[Planetary] Put me in the booth and I'll brodie your wave files You still getting booed at the open mic like 8 Mile You still actin' like spoken word is serious I laugh at you fag-niggas with dyed hair and pierced lips What kinda nigga from the hood is you? I could name fifty niggas that's as good as you But a nigga like Plan man I'm better than all of 'em I make em quit, now their baby moms' is callin' for em Askin me where they baby pop at That nigga he at the sink cleanin' my White Sox hat, bitch! I tell em call you back in a minute Cause when he finish he gotta brush my dunks so vintage I'm in this rap game for the spinach My food-for-thought is like serving fresh lettuce to niggas I'm the chef and I'm cooking up Def Jams Broad street bully cut the check for ten grand [Doap Nixon] I made a promise that I never get high I ain't scared of death, I'm scared to live wantin' to die Cause the one-twenty opened my eyes The Koran molded me The Bible told me what's a disguise But, I broke lights like they need to be fixed And had a thought pattern process that D and B's rich But, the block chirped, hid work in the trash-can I rip a nigga off and lay low in the badlands (Let me get that, nigga) Stay bent off of what poppy done sold me We all forced to hold heat, smokin the gold tree So knowledge knowledge till the seven-fifteen-four Vinnie Paz, Planetary, Reef the Lost Cauze Kamach, my nigga Crypt and Demoz Apathy, Celph Titled and King Syze We all 'bout to put this game in a frenzy And the chain's slight frost like the air in the Benzy [Hook: Demoz] I can feel a breeze through the leaves when D's passin' me by You can breathe you can bleed but please wrap me a nine on Black Christmas I need a gun with bullets on black Christmas, black Christmas Nigga look at me little B My peeps askin' me why I'm a G this is me, so please wrap me a nine on black Christmas I need a gun with bullets on black Christmas, black Christmas [Des Devious] Yeah, yo, it's incredible the most How a nigga flow just come so easy Child's play to me home boy, please believe me The way I formulate on time with metaphors, lines, and punchlines? Sometimes the shit amaze me Fall back with a spliff and admire my shit Don't need you, got enough people on my dick I speed through, breathe life on a track so slick With sick shit, time's money so I must move quick Epitome of rap Never been clapped never been slapped up Just one time, cold winter day in '79 I catch that guy, and I'ma beat him till my arm's numb And stomp him like Lars did that drum on one, motherfucka! [Demoz] I once heard The Art of War is don't start a war So I don't think you wanna ride like a carnivore I mean carnival, excuse my French I'm on the floor The blues and wet got me feelin' like I took a hallucinate Blue is bent, L-Y who the truest yet Blew the inf, brain fragments flyin' through the fence Stupid is as stupid does I ain't stupid cause I rap like a motherfuckin' animal my blueish blood Never spills, I wrap my hand around the bluest steel Blew his grill like Foreman informants know who I kill Ill, now get outta my face Sorry officer, me no hablo ingles Let me offer you, food for thought on a plate Once you know the block hot you hit the fire escape Get in get out, hit liars and snakes Your birthday the only day you rely on the cake nigga! [Hook: Demoz] I can feel a breeze through the leaves when D's passin' me by You can breathe you can bleed but please wrap me a nine on Black Christmas I need a Gun with bullets on black Christmas, black Christmas Nigga look at me little B My peeps askin' me why I'm a G this is me, so please wrap me a nine on black Christmas I need a gun with bullets on black Christmas, black Christmas [King Magnetic] Army of T.P., honor of street thieves The harmony of harm done to a beast-beat I execute from hook to hook like a nice jab And pain from pushers squeeze like my wife's hand Slight tan, my homie Muslim like Fife's man Pillow of kush, as if the kush is my life span My product slip through the right hands like white sand Those I kill for, can count on my right hand Beef handled like blades in knife factories Cut coke, cut bum niggas like nutso This ain't a movie clip, it's a jewelry stick Ever see me runnin' You'll have to be like, "Who'd he hit?" You knew he Vic, shit, still trusted him Know a lotta robbers from bids, still fuck wit them That don't mean they up in my crib, I'm still hustlin' Anniversary nine-elven we still suffering! [Vinnie Paz] I'm a motherfuckin' monster, everything I'm spittin' is all real Take a good look in my trunk and it's all steel (Yeah) Ain't nobody in control it's Allah's will The other trunk ain't filled with diesel, it's all krill Arm leg leg arm head when the gods build You the first devil with a plate when the hog's killed You the first one to run from the war You the first one to run from Vinnie's gun when it draw (Brat, brat!) I left your whole team deaf when I spoke Then I put your whole entire fuckin set in the yolk Yeah, we ain't the motherfuckin set to provoke Or else the last thing you see the fuckin deck of a boat! Brat, brat! Hahaha!

This is a Living Legends, Justice League Definitive Jux presentation Brought to you by CONSPIRE and Murs What up though, still givin' a fuck so Open up your changer and get ready to dump those Disc of the dudes that be soundin' the same They get up on TV, steady clownin' for fame Disrespectin' ancestors that was bound in them chains But I'm around in the game So things is bound to change I'm tryin' to walk that thin line Between intelligence and ignorance Have a little fun while makin' music of significance A nemesis to niggas just bumpin' they gums I give a fuck where you from It's where your heart at bitch You gon' bite, little doggie, or just bark that shit? A slave to the rhythm, 9th spark that whip Cause my heart can't quit, I got something to say Cause these niggas wanna act NWA Niggaz wit artillery and nothin' to spray Just some non-right assholes with nothin' to say I'm from where we leaving running and we hop outta cars Jump out and beat you down in some new All-stars No stars and stripes, just bars and pipes And niggaz just start shootin', they too hard to fight I'm scarred for life, and charge this mic with bars of fright Dare any one of you frauds to bite I'm raw as life with loss of wife and causin' strife Spittin' sharp wit like I floss with knives Not contrived or conceited, on your radio repeated I'm elitist and I leave this Red Hot like Kiedis I'm a Californicator and a street narrator Steady runnin' rappers down until they meet their maker Concrete caretaker to these weak imitators, they a Screech to my Slater, piece of beef to a gator or the Heat versus Lakers, I'ma speak to ya later And let 9th take me out With techniques and a fader I'm from the home of Double K, nothin' but trouble gang K-W-S's, L-T-S's, O-F-A's And every other crew that used to rack cans and spray And mob the R-U-D before the M-T-A So don't hate what I say or talk down when I bust mine Tryin' to make some green like the Culver city bus line I'm unsigned and hyped, dump mines on site This Living Legend gang what you punks rhymin' like I combine with 9th, sickest with these beats I mean so sick like he's forgettin' to eat A hard man to take down like Michael Vick on his feet And anybody chose me they was thinkin' defeat I'ma spit with this heat until I get my credit I'm a verbal martial artist like I'm signed to Shady Records And you bitches best respect it or I will destroy you Have your whole crew screamin' out "You're My Boy Blue!"

[Verse 1: Apathy] I remember in the '90s it was all about forties and blunts Nas cassettes, Das EFX and Reebok pumps Punk motherfuckers that were claiming they got TECs And rockin ski masks like Q-Tip in Hot Sex Before them underground rappers with complex When Mobb Deep and Jay still lived in the projects There wasn't Escalades flooding the streets It was all about Lexus Coupes and the Jeeps Yup, what I wouldn't give to see it again Doing stupid-ass shit, just me and my friends Like calling up bitches, if they fathers got pissed We'd pop shit cause caller ID didn't exist (Click) I can still remember dancing to Kane Every day with Dewayne, LJ and Charmaine Life's changed, but this is how it be till the end Still doing dumb shit, just me and my friends [Hook] (Hey hey hey, try to take the crew and we don't play play, say say say) It's just me and my friends (Hey hey hey, try to take the crew and we don't play play, say say say) It's just me and my friends (Hey hey hey, try to take the crew and we don't play play, say say say) It's just me and my friends (Hey hey hey, try to take the crew and we don't play play, say say say) (Dumbing out, just me and my crew) [Verse 2: One Two] Yo, the crew I roll with - cold as hell We own the streets like OGs own the jails Mack college bitches, they know us well But now that I'm 23 I feel old as hell Suave motherfuckers with the fliest of hoes Peepin bitches (Yo Ap, keep your eyes on the rooooad) Nothin's really changed, we work fast on it Since hats with silver plaques that said 'RAP' on it Ignorant little punks provokin a fight Kinda like stickin a pipe through the spokes of your bike Cruisin down Franklin, tappin the brakes Hey yo Rube, put that dutch down, we passin the jakes Spot didn't get hot or jump until we came A fridge full of forties like Nuthin' But a 'G' Thang Rap pack of Godz and we willin to pop And stick together like waffles when they still in the box [Hook] (Hey hey hey, try to take the crew and we don't play play, say say say) It's just me and my friends (Hey hey hey, try to take the crew and we don't play play, say say say) It's just me and my friends (Hey hey hey, try to take the crew and we don't play play, say say say) It's just me and my friends (Hey hey hey, try to take the crew and we don't play play, say say say) (Dumbing out, just me and my crew) [Verse 3: Celph Titled] You couldn't tell me nothing back in '92 when I was wilding duke Rocking British Knights, gold chains and Cross Colors suits Me and Joey boosting bikes out of front yards We'd smack you up just for doing nothing, we was dumb hard Known from Armenia Ave and back down to Egypt Like in Tampa you either showing your balls or you don't show your face Strictly Miami Bass hits playing from Disco Rick And gangsta shit from the Geto Boys, they minds was playing tricks We used to load up at Manuel's then And launch bottle rockets at people's houses until we'd burn our hands "I Got A Man" was the jam I remember like, "Damn! I'm so proud to be a hip-hop fan" Started making beats and writing raps, that's when the bug got in me Flipped out when my man Tyler pulled an armed robbery I ain't seen him since he went to prison, wonder how he's living Heard he's out the pen, so one love to you my old friend [Hook] (Hey hey hey, try to take the crew and we don't play play, say say say) It's just me and my friends (Hey hey hey, try to take the crew and we don't play play, say say say) It's just me and my friends (Hey hey hey, try to take the crew and we don't play play, say say say) It's just me and my friends (Hey hey hey, try to take the crew and we don't play play, say say say) (Dumbing out, just me and my crew)

Flash that buttery gold, jittery zeitgeist Wither by the watering hole, what a patrol What are we, to heart huckabee, art fuckery suddenly Not enough young in his lung for the water wing Colorfully vulgar poacher at a mulch like 'Ima pull the pulse out a soldier and bolt.' (Fine) Sign of the time we elapsed When a primate climb up the spine and attach Eye for an eye, by the bog's life swamps and vines They get a rise out of frogs and flies So when a dog fights hog-tied prize sorta costs a life The mouths water on a fork and knife And the allure isn't right No score on a war-torn beach Where the cash cows actually beef Blood turns wine when I leak for police Like 'That's not a riot, it's a feast, let's eat.' And I will remember your name and face On the day you were judged by the funhouse cast And I will rejoice in your fall from grace With a cane to the sky like 'None shall pass.' None shall pass, none shall pass Now if you never had a day a snow cone couldn't fix You wouldn't relate to the rogue vocoder blitz How he spoke through a no-doze, motor on the fritz 'Cause he wouldn't play roll over, fetch, like a bitch And express no regrets though he isn't worth the homeowners piss To the jokers who pose by the glitz (Fine) Sign of the swine and the swarm When a king is a whore who comply and conform Miles outside of the eye of the storm With a siphon to lure and a prize and award While avoiding the vile and bizarre that is violence and war True blue triumph is more Like wait, let it snake up outta the centerfold Let it break the walls of Jericho. Ready? Go. Sat where the old cardboard city folks Swap tails with heads like every other penny throw And I will remember your name and face On the day you were judged by the funhouse cast And I will rejoice in your fall from grace With a cane to the sky like 'None shall pass.' None shall pass, none shall pass Okay, woke to a grocery list Goes like this: duty and death Anyone object, come stand in the way You can be my little Snake River Canyon today And I ran with a chain of commands And a jetpack strap where the backstab lands if it can. (Fine) Sign of the vibe in the crowd When I cut a belly open to find what climb out What a bit of gusto he muster up To make a dark horse rush like enough's enough It must'a struck a nerve so they huff and puff Till all the king's men fluster and clusterfuck And it's a beautiful thing To my people who keep an impressive wing span Even when the cubicle shrink You gotta pull up the intruder by the root of the weed NY chew thru the machine And I will remember your name and face On the day you were judged by the funhouse cast And I will rejoice in your fall from grace With a cane to the sky like 'None shall pass.' None shall pass, none shall pass

[Verse 1: Apathy] Somebody give me a mic, wack rappers better run for they life You’ll hear thunderin’ like somebody summonin’ poltergeists Days turn to nights, summers turn in to ice Every verse that I write, it’s like a furnace ignites With the snow covered sills in the Bolshevik region Old women light candles and they pray every evenin’ That on cold dark nights when the winds are freezin’ They could walk through the woods to avoid the demons Kids throwin’ rocks at the broke-down tanks Grandfathers fill journals with they memory banks When his brother went blind cause he stepped on a mine That got left behind from the Cold War times Every song, every rhyme, every old wives tale Every faded photograph that got lost in the mail Every stew that was brewed to make the bread less stale When the time felt colder than Siberian jail Through the rain, through the hail, through the hell on earth Heart pumps ice water since the day of my birth From a war torn village where a warrior’s born In snowstorms keepin' warm in a soldier’s uniform [Verse 2: Marvalyss] Higher caliber, rattle challengers, check out my algebra Three-hundred and sixty degrees of molten Metallica Wizard of poetry, what I’m scriptin’ is potent vocally Your vote telekinesis, my thesis chokin’ you openly Never go toe-to-toe with me, hangin’ from a tabernacle with rosary, yet torch any rapper who’s standin’ close to me Curse the Messiah for even provokin’ me My mental is a third world country where the hungry wanderin’ hopelessly Steamed vegetables, in-credible vocal reach Beneath the surface where the souls of the servant sleep Subversively, in the beat of the drum I talk nice the first time, after that the heaters will come Knockin’, I cock it, I’m ready to rock it like Janis Joplin Peel the lymph on ya, Hodgkin's, losin’ is not an option Perestroika salutin’ the cold soldier, bi-polar I even give my shadow the cold shoulder [Verse 3: O.C.] Voices be a warnin’ of caution, you got word from a source That a paranormal force was the cause of the corpses Yet your first thoughts are folklore So you try n’ rationalize and dismiss what you seein’ but so far Deep down inside of ya gut, there’s a feelin’ You can’t dismiss, spirits interact with the livin’ Words come to life, each line very sentence when I pen it Reconcilin’ my sins through penance I dare ya’ll to mimic and try n’ dupe what we introduce Soon enough it spread like a pandemic It’ll send a chill down ya spine seein’ eyes drip blood like IV’s Resident Evil in live feed My criteria storm cold as Siberia Graphic as a murder caught on video Rarely seen when I am it’s like the sightin’ of a Sasquatch Captured by photos on a tripod The hands of power go unseen Those involved in this nightmare wish it was a dream No sleep produce monsters Have an effect on ya conscious, yet, who’s to blame for the torment?