Haha its Modenine baby
Teck-Zilla on the beat
Can-I-Bus let's go
Crisis music weapons, grey tool kit
I am the ilumin, I'm superhuman
I fire man carry my wounded
Low bearing vest surgically attached to my chest, no bullshit
Assassin utensils fastened down to scrap metal
The rebel survive past the last level
The concubines of the devil laugh and heckle
Sucking my hairy pickle massaging my testicules
She knows that I'm reputable superhuman protector
Truth in humanity I protected her too
They don't deserve my verses
Shameless centre cursed since birth
I deserve to explore inner earth
Sunrise when I emerge round the warf solar flare burst
Cold air inverted on the surface
Dawn 'til dusk Canibus breath cosmic dust
My limestone lungs cannot rust
Modenine to my left, Mark Deez to my right
Shoulder to shoulder, hold your position to fight
In the dark aisle of war burns bright
We return at night confirm the strike knight
Visit the sons light
The barbarians versus Christ
The last wars at hand the souls of man
Are gored in the sand
Prepare for the lord to land
Volcanism is increased as we plan for a global expanse
Evolution of the plants last call last chance to dance
The human being must die to advance
Crisis music weapons grey tool kit
I am the ilumin I'm superhuman
I'm a superhuman, I'm feeling so invincible
Relying on the principles of everything I spit for you
The living Bruce Lee is still in action
You about to get your ass kicked, we making a classic
I abide by the code of Hammurabi
Scribbling rhymes In Acadian, an eye for an eye
Babylon laws be careful not to cypher with the bad guys
(We) multiply move like the Anunnaki
I'm cocky, coming around your girl like porno bukkake's
Black Nucky make her sucky ducky back wheeling
Redbone turning blue must be the black
Feeling slash superhuman sexual healing
Without the white coat clip board stethoscope
Without swearing the Hippocratic oath
I'm goat you scape goat Azazel
Slap lettuce on your beef and put it in my bagel
Bad manners eating with my elbows on the table
I'm a problem with the lethal rhymes
Go search beyond the equal sign if you
Looking for answers and free your mind
Can nobody beat the nine totting rebel with the myth sword
Guarding my reputation with a shield gun and pitchfork
Blame it on Robert Greene's fifth law
Sith Lord Darth Vader with the mic laser
Pythagorean gallelion the star gazer
Bar raiser put two in your pink vest
Great minds converge setting off the think fest
Mode, Mark and Bis too much to in-jest
You on level one, we done saving the princess
Hit you in Your chin chest, kick you in your private region
Don't ramp with the legendary rhyme legion
A group of super soldiers ready to attack
Leave you in a poisonous box like Shrodingers cat
I'm a superhuman, I'm feeling so invincible
Relying on the principles of everything I spit for you
The living Bruce lee is still in action
You about to get your ass kicked, we making a classic
Teck-Zilla, Canibus, Modenine
With Mark Deez, we emcee, we burst rhymes
Its our time, evacuate the premises
God mode lyricist, you know that you feeling this