He took half of the blood, and put it in basins
And half of the, half of the blood, he sprinkled on the altar
Took the book, and read in the audience of the people and, they said
Yeah, my present self still lookin' for shit, that my past self really owed
An' my future self is iconic, as musical formats grow old
I'm a download, of a livestream, in a playlist, of a time beam
Is it my dream, to spit thoughts, to a rhyme scheme?
Definitely!
Effortlessly
Used to gettin' attention
And everyone noticin' me
Usually off in the negative sense
It never made sense
So what will it be?
Subject of ridicule
Fuck bein' penniless, in the dumps, lost, pitiful
Rather be the greatest
Pay attention, get an ear and an eyeful
Reload like a rifle, gotta bead on 'em
Sharp eyed, 20-20, like a hawk do
Even blind man, he'll smell all the shit
That I listen and walk through
Off the railroad, on a razor's edge
On a bad day, I could use a friend
Still, I bottle up feelin's, all again
Never let 'em in, never, not again
I'm a lost soul
On the world, turned to a shithole
Then I still know, that there's still hope
That we don't sink, and we might float
An' our instincts, of survival
Be enough to keep us alive, though
As my enemies die, slow
When we rise up, so sayeth my Bible
If you don't want my pain
An' you don't feel the same
Until my life is over
I'ma be a mothafuckin' soldier
Put that on the Bible, I'm a mothafuckin' monster
I'ma keep on killin' shit, it really ain't a problem
Pages out the Bible, I ignite 'em, fire starter
You're lookin' for the smoke
Well, I got some
Put that on the Bible
Shall obtain, but survive, though
I could be ya' kids' idol
Where it's high soul, no typos
In the ring, with my eyes closed
I'ma natural
On accord, by my maestro
When I bite those, with a tight flow
Fake figures gon' die slow
Stick, jab, I'ma fight those
With my speak, I'ma spite those
Lame ones, I despise those
What the hell, really, I know?
Me and Twiztid 'on't fight, though
Flow's cold, nigga, ice cold
When I'm in doin' these pipe stoves
I can really put it on the Bible
Who am I though?
Ressurect the other title
Moonwalkin', like I'm Michael
I'm a psycho
Get ready, put me in a cycle
Got a vice, though
When the light throw
With the rifle
I can't forget to pay the piper
Got a doobs on me, for my striker
When I'm hyper
Man, I might just
Get a knife, 'cause, I don't like ya
With my criminal element, find me a reason
To leave ya' body bleedin', lifeless
Bitch, I've been burnin' this ficus
She do keep me up on my buzz
Eat a dick, if you despise us
Fuck all you, social media, disguisers
I give 'em one fuckin' time, for the real G's spittin'
Two fuckin' nine's, and some ammunition
Three fuckin' seconds, 'til you hear me lickin' shots off
For fuckin', really, doh
How you gonna stop 'em?
Tear me apart
Yeah, well, if you come at me, you better hope
That you ain't scared of the dark
Yeah, I been on my job
I'm rippin' apart, them bitches who talk
Shit, I'm pickin' 'em off, I'm spittin' it raw
Got one, for anybody gettin' involved
I reload my shit, and get rid of 'em all
If you don't want my pain
An' you don't feel the same
Until my life is over
I'ma be a mothafuckin' soldier
Put that on the Bible, I'm a mothafuckin' monster
I'ma keep on killin' shit, it really ain't a problem
Pages out the Bible, I ignite, a fire starter
You're lookin' for the smoke
Well, I got some
Here we go, I got another one
Me and my brother ain't lookin' for nothin', for anyone
Keep it a hunnid, well, I got a hunnid
People, all gunnin' for us, on the regular
Runnin' 'em all, like a temperature
Into the ground, like a housing developer
All of 'em said they were better
But, under the pressure
They couldn't keep up with the Predator
Alien messenger, might'a suggested
You finally hated my message
You wastin' your time, and your effort
An' this ain't a lesson, no bein' is centered
But I get attention, whenever I enter
'Cause, I'm from another dimension
And we never mention, you fuckin' pretenders
I'd rather remember the people that matter
Feel like a bladder, I'm so pissed
But you're assholes, full of whole shit
Is it black rose, if you know it is?
I'm in attack mode, when I lotus
So, you're the go-homes, when the go-gets
You're a knee scrape, I'm a throat slit
We don't need brakes, livin' hopeless
Got a street mind, like I'm homeless
If you don't want my pain
And you don't feel the same
Until my life is over
I'ma be a mothafuckin' soldier
Put that on the Bible, I'm a mothafuckin' monster
I'ma keep on killin' shit, it really ain't a problem
Pages out the Bible, I ignite, a fire starter
You're lookin' for the smoke
Well, I got some
If you don't want my pain
An' you don't feel the same
Until my life is over
I'ma be a motherfuckin' soldier
I'ma be a motherfuckin' soldier
I'ma be a motherfuckin' soldier