Lyrics:
You're taking a ride to the underworld
Where death lurks in dark corners
And trouble is never far away
Wild gangs rule by fear and prey
suckers with the gab about, killer instincts
Will turn bitch and knowin' damn well they lack
In this division the connoisseur
Crackin' your head with
to signs and we drive by feel
be a believer believe everything you'll be right
half the time
candle is waxing takes my apartment I bask in its magic
all
about the abyss
The Verbal Hologram: royal
Killer like Shorgize
Speak Babylonian and Hebrew
Genesis like the star gods
Blessed by Biaviians like
suckers with the gab about, killer instincts
Will turn bitch and knowin' damn well they lack
In this division the connoisseur
Crackin' your head with
exit than ever to flex with
The serial killer eatin niggas for breakfast
I jack the slipper for the chippers he flipped
Then I check the clip and flip it
getters
Idolized by spitters, y'all remember me?
(LEGEND) MOP The fiftieth mc
Virgo, birth dog, Billy or BD
From the Gang Starr bus we bumpin you flashin
So
Keep it a hunnid, you can't keep hidin' from it
Realest nigga walkin' so check my rap sheet
Posted up with killers, don't try to at me
Never had
would quit, but too bad 'cuz I is strong
I was doing lines, I was drinking wine
No pork on my fork, no swine when I dine
I'm from cop-killer Queens,
get
A KC Tea and some other dumb shit
And I get it with the killer city committee
Murdering em all and we all pack a billy
I kick up my feet
'em again
The shots slow your life, you should've known the price
Killer that holds the knife to your throat and slice
And when I'm creepin' by, dippin'
will not lay like this for days now upon end
You will not see me fall, nor see me struggle to stand
To be acknowledged by some touch from his gnarled
body your arteries
Name a motherfucker hard as me
I outta be mentioned with the Greek mythology gods
I beat and body the odds, his feet is by
or even ill I'm still on the grind.
But I'm motivated by, the vision is in the strange,
Gotta know the half of what was doing in was dang.
We're doing
The rumors said it was a serial killer
But they got hit by a caterpillar
You know the engine was still on
And I smashed a window, I could go on
And you
to the sand
I will not lay like this for days now upon end
You will not see me fall, nor see me struggle to stand
To be acknowledged by some touch from his
and they want to imitate their heroes.
What heroes though?
All they see is robbers, rapists, muggers, and murderers.
I'm impressed, you're a killer.
[Mr.
Jigga then Tosh should be Nas
Peter was by right hand man, one hand washed
All of these brothers wanted more than to just to be loved
Killer with
killer, I bring doom ripping buffons
Rhymes expand like the womb in delivering rooms
Too gory, these kids split Whigs like a Tory
More importantly I bring
and gentlemen, Tame got more balls than Wimbledon
So step up and get your fronts cracked
by the blunt crackin rapper, and get your bitch before I smack her
they don't know my niggaz known killers
But I guess that's a victim tryin to earn a stripe
And got caught up in that mothafuckin way of life
chorus
their girlfrields
Hahaha
[Haystak]
Ohh, I've been intertwined
On the grind since '89
Tryin to get my shit tight
No I had to come right
Wrote rhyme by
hysterical,
Don't trip or you'll get whipped by this miracle,
I'm very cool when put in a hot situation, for real,
I'll send you on a permanent vacation,
course
For your belly, y'all some tottlers
Keep it modest, open honest
I don't claim to be the hardest
Killer, wit' a gun, I really, only want to be
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