[Verse 1] I prayed to God for his blessing to consent slaughter Your seven ounces of brain holds two percent water Literally, your dry ideas belong under your armpits Fully armed spit, my palm slick with this engraved Vakill, in quotations, "the nicest", after I come fuck this liquid Hell Only hos that's giving head is getting floatation devices Digest words to kill by, autopilot my technique So even if I sleep on my own shit, it's still fly I'm God's only begotten renegade angel, saint sinner, make anemic hemmorhage I can draw a graphic scenic image with paint thinner Let the bullshit stop 'til it screech with hot lead I beseech hip-hop heads 'til the tooth brush is obsolete Meaning fuck around and catch a reach flip-top head, I set respectable trends Tell the sickest emcees blueprint my testicle skin Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks to your chin
[Chorus] Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice than Put your tool on safety and a mic in the mic stand Your fight plan's now in Christ's hands Cause the darkest cloud shall rain the rest of your natural life span Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice than Put your tool on safety and a mic in the mic stand Your fight plan's now in Christ's hands Cause the darkest cloud!
[Verse 2] I voice a oral crucifixion with a mouth full of nine inch nails Conceptually blazing it trails, with your skeletal remains and entrails In pales, snug and cushy, my hip-hop status is c-section (why?) Cause I'm a cut above you pussies My DNA splice with a Japanese feudal lord Brutal sword lacerations with impartial rhymes Keep a bitch that's a 10, pimping's like Farrakhan with cerebral palsy I can start a million march of dimes Significant severed uncertain signs Salivating circles around cyphers of a venomous serpent kind Dizzying bitches, murking niggas, grizzly and vicious 'Til they minus Flesh-N-Bone like Layzie, Krayze, Bizzy and Wish's Who the sickest shitting this year? And your continuation of breathing all depends on how good is the answers Fuck up and the judge will sentence me so many times You'll have to indent this shit and put it in stanzas
[Chorus] Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice than Put your tool on safety and a mic in the mic stand Your fight plan's now in Christ's hands Cause the darkest cloud shall rain the rest of your natural life span Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice than Put your tool on safety and a mic in the mic stand Your fight plan's now in Christ's hands Cause the darkest cloud!
[Verse 3] I don't talk shit, I give shit a second language You ass-betting in dyslexic Spanglish, hope for the best but expect the anguish Presently, sleepers dying pissed off And my sole solution for the chronic bedwetting is electric blankets My diatribe murks entire tribes I'm the thirteenth ghost from drama's future So when I make the alphabet before Karma Sutra The English language'll have to be staple stitched back together with stainless steel armored sutures Drunken word techniques from mental and Taquina liquor Shit bananas with a peel and a Chiquita sticker Heat a clip up, shush kids to sleep Spitting Korean entrepreneur flows that push wigs to eat Illuminous whip, darkest cloud cumulous thick Shrap numerous cliques, cancer tumor is sick Nickel slick, quick humorous spit Liquid sword salivation 'til throats of every consumer is slit Shit, in a recessive state my flows are ego spectacle If I was born with one nut, I'd still be ego-testicle And niggas shit-popping more instead of worth they weight Can't hold a fucking candle to me with Bob Hope's birthday cake I've enhanced the Jordan rules Putting bodies on the Mike and watch the flyest nigga leap to his death If the name of my profession is "fuck you" Then basically what I'm trying to say is... never mind, my work speaks for itself
[Chorus] Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice than Put your tool on safety and a mic in the mic stand Your fight plan's now in Christ's hands Cause the darkest cloud shall rain the rest of your natural life span Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice than Put your tool on safety and a mic in the mic stand Your fight plan's now in Christ's hands Cause the darkest cloud! Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice than Put your tool on safety and a mic in the mic stand Your fight plan's now in Christ's hands Cause the darkest cloud shall rain the rest of your natural life span Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice than Put your tool on safety and a mic in the mic stand Your fight plan's now in Christ's hands Cause the darkest cloud!
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Copy to Clipboard: [Verse 1] I prayed to God for his blessing to consent slaughter Your seven ounces of brain holds two percent water Literally, your dry ideas belong under your armpits Fully armed spit, my palm slick with this engraved Vakill, in quotations, "the nicest", after I come fuck this liquid Hell Only hos that's giving head is getting floatation devices Digest words to kill by, autopilot my technique So even if I sleep on my own shit, it's still fly I'm God's only begotten renegade angel, saint sinner, make anemic hemmorhage I can draw a graphic scenic image with paint thinner Let the bullshit stop 'til it screech with hot lead I beseech hip-hop heads 'til the tooth brush is obsolete Meaning fuck around and catch a reach flip-top head, I set respectable trends Tell the sickest emcees blueprint my testicle skin Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks to your chin
[Chorus] Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice than Put your tool on safety and a mic in the mic stand Your fight plan's now in Christ's hands Cause the darkest cloud shall rain the rest of your natural life span Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice than Put your tool on safety and a mic in the mic stand Your fight plan's now in Christ's hands Cause the darkest cloud!
[Verse 2] I voice a oral crucifixion with a mouth full of nine inch nails Conceptually blazing it trails, with your skeletal remains and entrails In pales, snug and cushy, my hip-hop status is c-section (why?) Cause I'm a cut above you pussies My DNA splice with a Japanese feudal lord Brutal sword lacerations with impartial rhymes Keep a bitch that's a 10, pimping's like Farrakhan with cerebral palsy I can start a million march of dimes Significant severed uncertain signs Salivating circles around cyphers of a venomous serpent kind Dizzying bitches, murking niggas, grizzly and vicious 'Til they minus Flesh-N-Bone like Layzie, Krayze, Bizzy and Wish's Who the sickest shitting this year? And your continuation of breathing all depends on how good is the answers Fuck up and the judge will sentence me so many times You'll have to indent this shit and put it in stanzas
[Chorus] Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice than Put your tool on safety and a mic in the mic stand Your fight plan's now in Christ's hands Cause the darkest cloud shall rain the rest of your natural life span Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice than Put your tool on safety and a mic in the mic stand Your fight plan's now in Christ's hands Cause the darkest cloud!
[Verse 3] I don't talk shit, I give shit a second language You ass-betting in dyslexic Spanglish, hope for the best but expect the anguish Presently, sleepers dying pissed off And my sole solution for the chronic bedwetting is electric blankets My diatribe murks entire tribes I'm the thirteenth ghost from drama's future So when I make the alphabet before Karma Sutra The English language'll have to be staple stitched back together with stainless steel armored sutures Drunken word techniques from mental and Taquina liquor Shit bananas with a peel and a Chiquita sticker Heat a clip up, shush kids to sleep Spitting Korean entrepreneur flows that push wigs to eat Illuminous whip, darkest cloud cumulous thick Shrap numerous cliques, cancer tumor is sick Nickel slick, quick humorous spit Liquid sword salivation 'til throats of every consumer is slit Shit, in a recessive state my flows are ego spectacle If I was born with one nut, I'd still be ego-testicle And niggas shit-popping more instead of worth they weight Can't hold a fucking candle to me with Bob Hope's birthday cake I've enhanced the Jordan rules Putting bodies on the Mike and watch the flyest nigga leap to his death If the name of my profession is "fuck you" Then basically what I'm trying to say is... never mind, my work speaks for itself
[Chorus] Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice than Put your tool on safety and a mic in the mic stand Your fight plan's now in Christ's hands Cause the darkest cloud shall rain the rest of your natural life span Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice than Put your tool on safety and a mic in the mic stand Your fight plan's now in Christ's hands Cause the darkest cloud! Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice than Put your tool on safety and a mic in the mic stand Your fight plan's now in Christ's hands Cause the darkest cloud shall rain the rest of your natural life span Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice than Put your tool on safety and a mic in the mic stand Your fight plan's now in Christ's hands Cause the darkest cloud!
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