the qu'ran code

...unwaivering war waging my own self, for my own health
got on back of the septa bus...saw marks, had to show 'em hell
open-and-shut, then I'm regular, blending right in with the pedestrians
making sure cops ain't getting messages, signals of distress or some "help-me!" shit
every opportunity I got, I go get 'em, shots all in their esophagus
trying a' take them off of this planet, no astronauts, just volcanic sacrifice
the black whole, once you in our mess, you won't get out this, I'm making y'all mess yoursleves
...depends, what is y'all intent, I know why y'all sent here, so go 'head, end yourselves
[blow!] I'm only here for my people, how many times you think I'll repeat this
every day and in every way I'm gon' get you corn kernels out our feces
we not asking y'all, we handle ours, you eat diseases, that's how you breathe
white cells in the immune system, your purpose you outlived, so now our i pee
I'm scraping pussy shit out the wounds, I'll bash they heads in with their own tombs
for not responding to my strong warnings, my drive non-stop when they on fumes
high pollutin', if I gotta' die where I stand with this, then so be it, but I already did it
two many times on the east coast alone, I'm immune to death and still carving a living...
I'm drawing closer to the earth like a meteor, she's wipes her eyes, ain't ever seen me before
...I don't crack, she tried to choose pieces of me just off of that, I leave her alone
on the day of atonement, she try to prostrate now, she can die face down
whoever thought I wouldn't war on a woman, lucy fooled y'all with a cold case file
I know who did it, they won't admit it...I'm good with it, long as they are my killers
I lay law, they all will do my bidding...now, is the government behind my killing...

...730 was the code I guess, got me thrown in mattawan
after I was immortalized, I grew up growing marijuana
I always put philly first, 'cause I recall nothing nyc about
coming up, the realest turf's not what media's lies about
so many lives not recognized, I'lll milk-box material nyc
no biggie, old medium for missing persons...heed my advice
I'm criminally insane, the cold basket case, is how I maneuv-
er to have spaghetti sauce cascading out what ju' compute
with, call me 302 now, a delaware valley native
215 to 302 dialed, who's not aware that I made it
ju's suffering, jew want the ju's spot but not their punishment
for giving me up to the romans, the klu klux punished 'em
I'm tony veciano now I was told by the mah'fia
sue wu't u think is going down when I hold court, ju' possum'ed up...

Shits dope

...much 'preciated. let vs continue.
this for my cuz' in the hospital right now. short piece..

...my cousin got 2-3 tasker tatted on his arm
back home from a nickel bid, body tatted by the arms
got a habit for the street corners, I ain't ever write him
but I kept right by him in the spirit, ever wiser
do he wanna' be a boss, what's his inspiration to breathe
I see he was on his din, he got what it takes to believe?
because jay elect let 'em know, exhibit c. was always me
to snatch and grab the black outfit to wear out for all to see...

...it done got extra ghost-pepper hot within the county lines
uneducated philly youth out they mouths with the potty chimes
choosing jews name brands over the brotherhood get your egg noggins
cracked, the yolks staining tiles, filling the street cracks, death logged in
I'm on social media barging, israel cannot bargain
there's no intermediate jargon, just count up the lives lost on
your side, I fill pages with the rage within, but I'll be outside
I already beat you to death, you'll know once you try to own mine
now beg for your life in such a way that each b8tch is on mine
your ocki-ass sloppy ass ain't ever act like you know I'm
your maker born and bred in maka, from 2-4 repping 1-9
now it's ocki ass if he don't deliver to me the goal mine
the ockis murdering for me, I hide the guns on my books shelves
bloods so unnerved from my decree, nowhere to book from my book sales
two sure things in life is death and taxes, my business is both
look for a chimney wherever there's smoke, because that's what I tote
since this is my house, and as I clean house, there's little hope
for the kafir...don't follow what I wrote? u don't know the ropes
I got patients to body niggas, there's no fields of cotton
big enough with what these arteries contents spill to sop up...

...I got 5.00 on vs....jordan's philadelphia leveled
too many infidels allowed to live, as I wrestled the devil
no accolades to it nor serenade music as an ode
jamuka and ghengis khan made the blood oath, that's not a hoax
jakub's a joke though for thinking he can keep me in the yolk
I'm philly born and bred ever since being killed in new york
and murdered in d.c. with a philadelphia dilinger
I murder on g.p. just cause, u think I can't murder ya'
simple and plain, no turbulence because the silence is on
the muzzles, every brick reduced to rubble, pilots is on
kamikasi, south philly charged with stockpiling bodies
not obviously 'til the rap's a wrap, stomped out your mouthpiece
for any false fire alarm, bloods suckers, I'm not alarmed
cain's r.i.p.'ed right under your nose, his body's odor right under my arms
the heroine's the focus now, the magician known as seth
malnutritioned if I don't get every cent my face imprints
to make sense of whatever I script to the consumer base
the mah'fia's hit on staten isle since wu' ain't view my face
cons sequence to n.y.c., documents of where I breathe
best to showcase my esteemed rendition of what I scene
phila. body bagged me up in east harlem, ya'll known to talk
like philly's slow is how vs philly niggas slow walked all your barks
down to yelps, when iron melts, surgical procedures' done
all we got is vs, that's eternal warfare, sealed at num-
ber 5, the 5th seal, gentracide on gentrified intents
y'all don't get to sleep in a house or a tent, box or on vents
my patients to have lucyano hell'd captive been active
philly nigga, all that's to it now, never redact this...

...all it took, was skinny to declare war against the nyc families
in ninety nine, the papal order galvanized their slight-handedness
how I scene it, put the fbi on philly's mafia
heavy-handed, to discredit their integrity, now that I
had charlie lucyano hell'd as a captive audience
israel shoulda' known better than that, but the last hardee-har's
when I walked throught their spell-casting ambience and they were floored
I'm for-real all about philly, nothing else, to call shit off
now is too late for all of y'all, what do you call a war then
allowing newark to be crash test dummies to test the waters?
my young bul james now a floating device found in the waters
his brother's face holding back his tear ducts to tell me all this
yeah, and look, the skinny's south philly high alumni, right
my business is mine, the mahi'fia's my fraternal twin, alright
them brick city crips been target practice, I been blooded in
cain r.i.p.'d is all they mean to me, I been bludgeoned dead
the curtains close, any nervous pose is a holepunchers' dream
paper been always chased by the reams, who does your lunching feed...

...look, this isn't a philly's second thing, when in a philly second, blink
and you're dead, lucyano...s.p.it, your philadelphia membership
compromised by your own commission, sue wu't I poodins submission
to position, nigga listen, triggers etching what I script then
I terrorize gods, sue wu't ever measures that I took, ruler-
foot's what the 1-9 referred to me as, you won't get the new yolk
over my head or around my neck, new york is shit-out-luck
for breaking my name down to them, lucy been straight-up fucked
I never entertained mentioning apples' sauce'ery, but see
I'm their Father born philadelphia's Sun, no forgery
effect's doppler, my words done came and went, unpopular
until more than a decade's past, ears stuck to binoculars
who see what I been sayng now, cd tracks I been laid 'em down
israel with his feinting mouth, every scene philly's fading out
africa's children raving now, affluent builders cave without
the word personified as I, instructions I been handing out
I got all the time in the world locked in a box, now you can stop
wasting every hand gesture on my clock, because time for you stops
I relieve my neck of israel's yolk, there's not a new yolk
that knows of any chokehold on my host, I'm not who you know...

...rest in peace to the good brother tech 9 from wayne avenue
a sad thing to hear you passed away, but the days math is due
first seen you t'ing off against north jersey's arsonal
ever since, I been reserved to show a brick wall what few
have ever seen, left rotti'n, I never got to hear a scream
my twin asked if I liked what he set up, this shit would seem
like I didn't just see more than a dozen dead as a brick
city in grave mortal danger, nobody can blame terrets
for the shit they done talked, borrowed time from my wrist, I descend-
ed down to animal instinctive wit, blue nigga had a death
wish, showing up r.i.p.'d on a t-shirt, and that's how we piled
shit swept under a rug one hundred forty-two square miles
ever since early '90s, no evidence left to find vs
heard chester pa crips was getting left where they found at
within my own city's outline's life as I define it
between vs, arsonal, take a deep breath, I'm a' find ya'...

...action packed into one date as a purge precursor to the
holycost going one way, disturbed witnesses murmering
my own kind I'm murdering 'til my own kind enough to murder them
burglerers deservedly, extract dollar signs searching them
for all material assets, and all my criminal aspects
been courtesy of the u.s. government's criminal antics
in cahoots with corporate machine's dismal semantics
shoulda' seen the scene in philly last night, it was frantic
I moved the pen this way, shootings, stabbings, and blunt force trauma
bodies flying out buildings, no big deal, it was just how I'm a'
lead into today's events, as lucyfer's gaze intent's
meant to be intense, bet my reserection's made immense
israel my twin can then pave the way to make amends
to my presence, or I'm a' past-tense him, won't wait for rent
for piniel, for trying to take space from my memory bank
the peneal institution know shanks, the penalties frank
and genovese...chali lucyano must not've believed
in my word more than the tricks up his sleeve, I'm to nyc to leave
forensic evidence, phila. body-bagged me furthermore
how I know shoulda' been urged you all not to disturb me more...

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...I love my killers, all philly niggas, there's no telling
whatever happens next, there's no letters to quote felons
no ese was ever writ' in about vs, who been around vs
and seen the shit, no words ever formed to meet your lips, they're bound up
and why is that, little nickie ran around on the strength of kings
I'll kill the kings perpetually, since "we can all be kings"
came out of lucyfer's oral orifice, I'm more than just
the key of david, I won't be the plaintiff when the morgues are left
having to pancake-stack every toe-tag ceiling to floormat
a moment of silence as silencers put where the earlobes at
and I gots no problem losing my patients, iron weights lifted
the time to wait's not for dinner when time to waste not for minutes
walking my way through premises, talking away all enemies
get exactly what jew get just for taking our identities
I'll dialogue with huss', let his spirit know just where to go
for end results, the candle light vigil's out to dead the foes
my pen erupts, I avoid medical costs for me and those
I kill myself to heal myself because I am the reaper prone
to book everything that had a breath, I haven't yet had a
rest any from alphabet letters fit to strangle them
my killers left all witnesses denying they witnessed shit
I'm realer than anyone you care to bet ain't death sentence me...

...ay, so you say the good brother turns-out was a child porn smuggler
chuck, you say we're friends to-the-end, but tried to sucker me
any false charges on my name pulverized publically
your breast plate shoulda' spilled milk for trying to mother me
calling off me wearing your ass out like a tube sock
is not suh'm you can do using angles to shoe-box
me in, I ain't gotta' sneak to put in work, u clocked me in
at six sixty-nine, why I gotta' remind you I'm a' win
the strong delusion I'm a' send, let all confusion put an end
to them thinking I'm not man enough to prove that I exist
I'll use the tech 9 still to force imbiciles to genuflect
as belongings pass from them to me, they live in retrospet
I miss when I used to schiz', I scene the heat bend isles of food
death smelling like burnt brimstone breath thick enough for mouths to chew
the big rig's not eighteen wheels in length, it's over your lifespans
you swear to tell the truth, your left rests, you hold up your right hand
and them big titties can't conceal the rig, I'm real, ya' dig
a trench-turned-grave pit if you slip and I don't get to live
israel, you know the message meant to readjust your chin
infidelphians in philadelphia will rest in piss...

...you done set a good brother up, no denying that now, rat now
playing the grown-ass game, from my own word I don't back down
no crying shame, your own acts never checked, what the-fuck you expect
rewards to come to you, bitch, your ass gon' pay, you wrote that check
lucyfer told me to say nice things to you, bitch, just suck my dick
I'm gay's host, any faggot blaspheming is done, I'm sick
of this world you done got me in, begging me to live with you
when I pack my bags, I'm folding whites-to-coloreds, bitch we're through
to the heist on chase manhattan's bank, philly exclusive prints
to dare forensic science to even care to produce a print
my erection past her belly button's her only inner strength
lucyfer, you know why I'm this way bitch, I gave you sense
tried to take my seat, that's all she wrote, "I'm sorry" 's all she spoke
before the tears overflowed the sinks her eyes became when showed
only a glimpse of eternity's depths, nevermind any heights
for you bitch, there's only one way for you once on the mic'
trying to use the gift of gab' without paying me the respect
another man's dick choke and gag your throat, you gurgled I ain't shit
I been shrugging shit off, where that got me is to the boiling point
I still look cool on the outside, but you gon' die to prove my point...

...you got a reesie's peanut butter cup wrap for a nose, nigga
...you ain't got a brain, you just here to scare crows, nigga
how you thought you would escape my shooting range, no nigga
ever made it off the plantation, so go figure
what we're rooted in's some cold blooded shit, no feelings
ever put a hold on mercilessness to your kindred
better know you're never woke 'til you have that outer-body
experience, sightseeing your levitation from your body
everything you now know had always been around you, so
what you finding out too late always coulda' found you though
and you called me slow, but I had patience enough to go
another lifetime or more to get what is owed from you
but if this be the time and the place, let it show so you
no longer can deny that I been onto you, don't you move...