the mansion mafia

...my bro' barabus helping me break out my incinerator
and j8rdan's river runs for me wwiiith each breath shes ventilating
mm u don't say, the price niggas pay for how rhymeek was murdered
a broom stick up his anus, beat to death and hung with the curtains
I'm brother llove, since 1995 my screenplay's written up
since so philly's paid me no mind, harlem world's left 'em catching up
where I was last scene alive, puff can go poof, that's affirmative
I'm not confused, I just been a long fuse until short-fused when lit
and so fillies all I care to know since so philly's all I know
paid me no mind 'til the harlem boys showed, bartrum vill' awful slow
G.O.D. south philly's premise, marcus garvey, bumpy johnson
clarence smith, billie holliday, south philly born, fuck the nonsense
since 1968 to 1979's prominence
the microphhone check'd humbled the b-x hooting and hollering
e-ness chose battle rap over them music labels' politics
shelliano security-guarding philly's own common cents...

y.b.c. t8 me is y8ung b8tches cumming to me humbly
nothing they wants from me but dick, and bloods sheds why they hunt for me
the corners remissed about how I take over their companies
day 636 since al-mahdi con's murder, they're stumped for leads
go figure, that audio recording of rhymeek taking dick
is the shit puff' ain't making it out alive from, can't save his bitch
within, I been blooded-in by none other than sam christian, so
I'm no mystery god, though I been a ghost 'til these bitches know
thus the brotherhood's evidently compromised, a no-brainer
since cain done caved my skull then don't want to know where my own brain went
18 years ago was 6.4.2006 is 666
he was better off betting his life on a lottery pick 6
'cause I gave niggas grace don't mean they can eat without giving thanks
my cuzn D. I protect from his pastlife, he left nigga's planked
my cuzn G. paved the foundation of my bar game, that's a rap
my oven's heatwave at 46 degrees, this week's aftermath...

...I'm t8ghtening my wilson b8tch's aim, she put me with the tricks
about two years ago, wwiiith shells permission, shes stuck t8 my dick
I look into getting her off the hook since shes got a b8dy
the bloods suckers gotta' die, so my bl8ods sucking me off sloppy
my kickstand'll be combat-ready, fillies sunni nuff's enough
mmies wrapping lips tight around my dick swallow erupting nut
mmers parades abound, the deadlocks cut off with the bolt cutters
nyc niggas ain't getting out of this scrimmage, don't get off-subject
I was murdered in harlem n.y.c. by a south philly nig'
and heard a harlem n.y.c. dude murder a south philly nig'
problem is I'm born after my murder as a south philly nig'
I'm ant christ to book sam christ for my murder, this south philly's shit
who pays the price now's out-of-space cadets with no astronaut suits
I stand up in the cockpits, e8rths orgasming mass debacles
look, I'm the only one who can make money, funny money's spent
six hundred forty-three days ago, u.s. petro money's dead...

...so talking's spelling, when shes walking up t8 me, there's no telling
our eyes meet, she fell into my text book lessons, there's no question
did wwiii conquer england yet, well then, mms the word, there's no mention
wwiii gotta do this together, huh, no entrance and no exit
comprehension's wrapping ya' mind around my full reserection
intellect shit get wiped off a windshield, the gas steppers pressing
so don't become a menace, the movies got no rating to it
been stalking her until my stalk's in her, there's no rape kit to it
the false charges cleared off of my name is all's to it, just prove it
the book of c13arence, my best friends my wife, her box where my shoes fit
my dialogue wwiiith barabus fuels the cruiseship, this the movement
motion sickness, throw up ya' whole business, give it, this no news shit
maka to madina, I endorse our corporations' music
extorting the industry, and won't one corporation do shit
my sniper's aim dead-on, my gods still ain't get on-board my rules, since
I'm gods father all-law, they die like the princess, gods been clueless...

...I died so my bro' shells can live out his dreams, al-mahdi con's steamed
with iron six hundred fifty days ago, reapers sewed his seams
my west philly family I'll protect through scenes, shot-out was stabbed
up down the end, madina squad regulated, shops out the bags
the ambitions hustlers push, maka's gonna' level shit out
so shells approached me about it before any metals sift out
the whereabouts, I'm the bullet-proof vest a bitch has yet to wear
I might as-well had been 302'd like the first state delaware
my wilson projects sniper put me with the tricks two years ago
her aim sloppy, but my aim's to t8ghten her up, who cares to know
of the wrath behind barabus, I'm back auditioning wrappers
my god m.c. rode shotgun with me through new jersey state's backwoods
his t.h.c. to smoke, who crossed the line's rotti'ng to raise backwoods
veci wanted to war on brooklyn street, shells riddle through that door
suu wu' men straight wwiiith me via enoch, my w8men's d8te's wwiith me
puttin' The Father back into the household, that's the way shit be...

...six sixes sealed today, the veil can't conceal what's revealed today
that's a bet, ushering the truth since sun day, what's the seal to waves
of bloods splat looking like cranberry ocean spray, the meals to plates
I hold the meal ticket, israel ain't wish to reveal his face
put me wwiiith one thousad thirteen tricks to seal his fate, clear as day
wanting to mark me, if I wants to try sex now, bitch kneel and pray
grace period's been over with, suu wut wwiii doing now, q33ny
as I conquer england, who's the king now, covid's to crown queen with
since philly dreads my return to n.y.c. now, their cast nervous
the price gotta' be paid since the hanafi d.c. mass-murders
d.c.'s the dream chasers, d.c.'s columbia's district, this gets
dead-serious, I got nyc dc to serve, fillies miss fits get dicked
my bro' shells defied the illuimxnati, the book of c13arence
coming to life, the bullitts sweat to swamp thing, my booked appearance
cumming attr8ctions to me precede, for proceeds wwiii extort rings
bloods suckers stuck at the strawberry, you procede where your corpse stinks...

...my rock slippery shes slobs ridickulously, blows symphony
sounds of wet water slides, me and my el'ev8tor's synchronies
the obamanation mighta' just thought he had it in for me
I been knew I was tzu-wu being summoned, china's infamous
sum wanna' downplay as a jesuit construct, I'm evidence
I am not made-up, israel wanted to shape my image since
I wwiiill not save 'em, niggas been in da' nile river ever since
just fishing my guess, be my guest, my crocodiles' teeth been entrenched
al-mahdi con been put me on to byshere in two thousand ten
the same night he said bloods been neutralized, the ox can't dodge the s.i.n.s.
my god m.c. can't overtalk my word to him, the empire
t.v. series was about al-mahdi con as lucius lying
who's lion about his birthdate for one as-if in-the-first-place
and was the empire where I was last scene alive his birthplace
since my name is in-question, I am ain't-I-christ, no questions asked
so fillies shoulda' been cumming to me, but instead that's ya' ass...

...see, y.b.c. segues to me though I rep the s.p. sector
al-mahdi con's dead for having madina try to piece maka
wanting to act as the peace maker, but the real-fake won't make it
y.b.c. dul shoulda' been sharp, but number 2's trace smoked bacon
I flips one number to number one, my snipers panoramic
my patients been ran out to kill shit, came back still anorexic
l8lita should need a lift on my jak, but shit had to play out
had to be too tired to tread me, once I'm in there's no way out
why they say wallahi to then contradict their alleged beliefs
'cause I'm gods father all-law and it ain't on me to end the beef
because ocki is fake, al-mahdi con is now a dead issue
I'll toast with e&j to transfer her pain to more dead tissue
my youngin' leek was the one shot on 4-3 and wyalusing
still posting up, the-fuk you thought it was, loose lips burned with loosies
question, what happens to niggas in-love with white dudes eating them
whole menus eighty-sixed, bloods suckers couldn't duck the seasoning....

...y.b.c.'s young bucks who came up under my tenor in belmont
since the lex massacre in mill creek two blocks south, I been there on
my psycho path still, my sister clara school just a stroll from me
on wyalusing ave, my madina pilgrimage grown some deep
newborn killas still not in-touch with me though, I'm an s.p. bro'
raised with serial killers all my life there, knee-deep in these closed
sets barking code back-and-forth, bodies back-and-forth, only did time
for petty shit, when the levy's hit, jersey's drowned, my own ship's fine
I knows the d.r.i.l. for-real between me and ties t8 me's eyes to me
since ninety-five, the I-ninety-five's wise to been obliging me
but fillies still dreads my arrival time, they can't shake voodoo dust
as I did, so jamaicas fucked until they give up who blew dust
on my own premises, trying to shape-shift vs wwiiill blemish 'em
I never gave a fuck however long it took, as evidenced
since seven three one days ago, and seven three one's when I gave
word wwiii warring to lucci, now he cops please t8 me from his grave...

...I trunked the trunks of my shi connect in a kitty litter box
'cause I ain't want man'gina, I wants for-real kitty ribboned, boxed
I unwrap the gift-wrap my own self, won't consider them as thoughts
just occupying headspace, chicago considered w8men thots
seven thirty-one days ago was al-mahdi con's janaza
his sister's my el'ev8tor, shes cumming t8 me for answers
I got word los diablos down the block in kenzo from me now
my round trip on venezuela wwiiill end 'em definitely now
mary smith cums t8 me 13X to seal ms13's fate
if gods not in agreement, infinite coals can be m.c.'s fate
my god has the zu-wu project out, wondering why it don't work
my re8els my own blood rel8tives, suckers safeguard their own burps
before their souls soils sold, wwiiill black gold realize their own worth
I'll repossess every inch of earths' real estate for my own birth
I step my el'ev8tor's game up, I be her escalator
the wake-up calls been while niggas been on thin ice escapading...

...daylyt breaks down li'l lucyfer, the closet homo666ual
llover-of-men my dick, whom the lost angeles my guess u knew
eve jihan must wanna' die, once I close the black womens' legs shut
on intruders, philly's loozn, I'll show those same women their guts
fillies wwiiinning only wwiiith me, the ruler's back, I heard it's me
between me' and me, I been owned brooklyn, woo-biddy r.i.p.'ed
no way jose, the words "niggas" and "racist" don't go together
eulogies come before the grass blades and the weeds grow together
on ya' burial plot, I'm not in the mood for an argument
I'm on the move, niggas dread my arrival time, won't pardon them
2.22's been the birthdate of gods father all-law, tis I
444's philly's homicides in seven-four, where was I
being raised around my killers children, that's some way to live when
gods scared to death to investigate further on, save the lip then
hip-hop murdered in overbrook september 2022
hair-triggers in two of my balled fists is what u gon' run into...

...give up the game to me, I'm a' make sure the game ends in philly
wwiii gots' to do this together huh, I'm a' reign shellz in philly
pnb's philly's bank, whom the lost angeles done fucked around
gots no idea what they done did, exacty, I don't fuck around
my big feet where their forest fires at I stamp to stomping grounds
celebs wanna' speak up now, where's the perps, dug up from underground
nine eleven on speed-dial since two thousand one, whose spoke in codes
that fortune wheel shit, once I hit tires blown out, those spokes corrode
hollywood at its wits-end, not a split-second left to amend
my el'ev8tor on the ground floor, I'm a' ride that to the end
my exit '25 on I-95 my escalator
from my incinerator to mess in a resting-bitch face up
them major figg8s, the downtown gangst8s anthem, pay vs ransom
there's no escape clause, whoever made it can't just skate and vanish
I makes the law since I'm all-law, no zoning law can withstand me
meanwhile once mimah's blessed wwiiith better health, I might spare this family...

...do you believe yet...look, I was 25, now it's '25
I been shot to He'll, fire's been my bathwater, the ring of fire
my tub's embroidered in, shiii, I guess I wasn't supposed to know
what the-fuk u expect for playing jumprope with my nerves provoked
my best friend smothered in coals, with me his sister been sworn an oath
I am hour sun, since I scorched the earths, shes should binge on my quotes
wwiii doing this together, me and q33ny, shes should please me though
niggas can't sleep away the pain, and heroin can't ease it though
I'm under the I-95 overpass at ontario
every day thinking what does it mean to k. dot's scenario
found up the block in kensington zombie world, could the beys help him
being strung-out's for the guitar my dad played for harold melvin
and bloods suckers days been numbered since terminX eclipsed the states
not being atheist is hard work when gods not in-sync wwiiith me
single-minded, below-zero tolerance on the inphidels
who aided and abetted in my burial to do fa' self...

...the rolling '20s is halfway done, them bloods suckers had they run
my ruler'd be stuck in their mother's throat, but now cats have their tongues
the price on a jag', wright, look, pandora's box on the game's theory
that he could blaspheme on the grounds of sunni nuffs, where's game's hearing
aid at, the payback for pnb rocked alone's the massjid of
my choosing, cold cases turned to cold-casers besides masks and gloves
a badass to shout the ruler's back, lost angeles been gaslit
on fire wit' it, but '25 years beforehand's been planned hits
newark new jers' the marks just for the mimicks, I had no gimmicks
grape-ape brick city nigga had a death wish, I had no limits
lucyfer asked if I liked what he set up, I had not given
an answer, just said "that was off-the-hook" to keep feds from listening
s8vage sistas ask "how can we help" watch where the eagles landing
brain matter decorated 56th street 'cause evil can't win
knocked a nigga' in the head like hail dumping, that's a quote from twin
boomeranged right back on him, my el'ev8tor I'm soaked up in...

...now,19,442 days after my death
via a hail of bullets from sam christian is september 5th
2022 like 2.22 when I was born '28
nothing but a numbers game your eyes would think 'til another blink
lightbulbs visible in the sky nowadays, what's the bright idea
israel's state can't escape israel's fate, niggas cries I hear
actually don't wanna' hear shit but slobs 8n my knob, knock, I'm here
niggas who can't figure that shit out, keep acting like I'm not here
the 5th locusts' extortion ring's as I rise from my cremation
shelliano's inheriting this business of my creation
godfather to my twin chalucci's daughter, for the mass acreage
what u think it is, is it sinking in, my method's that dangerous
september 5th, an ode' to my twin, my patients to murder 'em
caught up to him, the stronghold I have's on u since u murdered him
the wrath of gods circumcizing ya' neckfat with the rusty blades
I keep up these days, 9.5 inches up in her guts she craves...

...do wwiii have a deal. ay, wwiiill see though. the deal is the (my) movie deal...

...the word is youngin' scurry who got murdered in front of his mom
done murdered yng cheese, so where's hass' campbell's mouth at now that shit's on
sunni'm a' murder every inphidel until crickets applaud
do wwiii have a deal, q33ny, alright, wwiiill see how misschiefs respond
do I regulate the bloods circulation, or better yet y'all
fillies sunni nuff's enough on every item in the mess hall
pussies about to pose a ceasefire fake-out, fourty-two days?
the lost angeles weak, the rams squad fell apart more than two ways
if a nigga's lips part ways saying gai shit, his spirit parts ways
while disembow'led, fileted, dismembered, and fertilizing more graves
if q33ny wanna' play, shes gotta' show me though, and shes' plural
q33ny tried to possess me, that bitch is dead now, I'm real thorough
now social media bros know why they's so quick to get the news
on scurry, think who's scurrying right now trying to wet the fuse
ay look, israel was a blackmale, u let him get got early
he tried to try me, got found on september 5th, now y'all nervous...

...I lafd at lost angeles, what they can't hack's too gargantuan
which craft's the most scandolous, silk I weaved y'all in's tarantulan
I got nyc dc to the taste buds of candyd8tes, my cabinet
of tr8phies, when I lix the bowl, it's no question the answer's me
since wwiii bake cookies together, my el'ev8tor pampers me
and mimah ain't got shit to worry 'bout when I smoke cancer's shtiks
my mama mms been at cancer since july twenty and oh one
horo scope-wise, the sign of the times-up, escaping me's noone
behind 9-1-1 on the speed-dial back to twenty and oh one
and the u.s remains trump'd under me, because I fear noone
the c.i.a. thought they had a simp', yeah, but I can sea y'all done
same way o.d.b. said the shit, try ego-tripping me, y'all sunned
their own father of lies exposed 'em, he's thee mother, that's the truth
let his brain matter paint 56th street overbrook, cracked his roof
star wars i.v. a new hope huh, u cannot see the view, nope huh
unless stuck on a world stage before u swing from a noose rope huh...

r.i.p. to the god ra' the sun lord...

...wwiii at stage 1, I flips 1# to #1, the truth hurts
that I allone am ruler of the e8rths, so I sez the truth's hurts
weather cuncurred, the whether's compliance to my own thermostat
last words "wwiii gotta' do this together" from twin's a nervous knack
2005 a gob a' spit, ridge of his lip's a nervous wreck
day '25 the gob a' spits slobbing my gear shift down their necks
the fear of allah whom I all-law am controls the whole console
zion still in my scrotum, golden child sucks, she won't own my soul
wanting to knife me 'cause her dad was knifed to death, but now I'm cool
after the woosah, my last name on the woo-side, so now I'm fumes
since bloods suckers, my own bl8ods should've known something about my fuse
my name in any mouth on some defamation's not cool, I shroomed
the newclear holycost whom I am not one thing will survive
ay look, gods running amuck with no idea that I'm still alive
and reserved patients to murder lucyfer's host, I'm on-the-job
I'm a' show my god what I been fighting israel and no mirage...

1.26. okay.

...all I know is the daylt exposed li'l lucyfer's whereabouts
my patients to catch up to him seasoned his brain, ketchup oozing
whom the lost angeles the prince del air murdered in overbrook
september 5 of twenty-two, check the movie september 5
I'm TZU-WU the abel bodied, bloods calling me since vietnam
u.s. military niggas, the 5 been where I'm from wwiiith it
the guns wwiiith it, so fillies bitches t8 me, I'd have fun with 'em
so philly's real niggas to me, so philly's real killers to me
and pnb's philly's bank rocked in l.a., wwiii coming to 'em
sunni nuff though, no colorful shit, just mmers parading shit
no saving shit, them nyc niggas interests never been convinced
so eagles lix the chiefs, I been sealed the six sixes ever since
july second twenty-four, I reps the 1-9 but from 2-4
since shot to He'll in the elevator, who's gon' el'ev8te me
adolf hitler's my nigga now since babies, our graves been gravy
the eternal dam nation, lucyfer's host's bloodline was haiti's...steel plane [playing] must hit [kit]...that my-pet-goat-shit...to be cntd...

...wwiii now at stage two...k. dot gon' blow the whistle wright in the lix
our biggest lick, lucyfer's greatest trick's as-if he ain't exist
get the hint, I'm here for the remnant of zion is all's to it
c.i.a.'s veil shredded, each code en-lyric as-if all music
eagle and hawk and lear 55 medivac collide to earth
all I know's I'm not from kansas city, chief, say goodbye to earth
they had wished, couldn't land on the moon though after they shot me down
to He'll as-in He will as-in potential's never gon' be found
beyond my incapacitation as just cancelled energy
me, I "still" find means of mangling panhandling enemies
no la, whom the lost angeles deceased, no album to release
but the pandora's box and ram squad features did have him give briefs
my god's throat being slit for every time I repeated myself
no pigeon's holding me, gods should be aligned wwiiith me for their health
and so mimah won't be leaving me, naw, shes gon' believe in me
she can watch t.v. and go to the movies while the feature's me...

...unbeknowst to you all "yurrrr!"'s been some philly shit wwiii been doing
you'd see what this really about if research is what enthuse you
I ain't wasting a breath with back-and-forth mess decades-in for what
just know this, sixty seconds verses one minute detail ya' cut
to edit, front as the first, never figured catching up's the hunts
I'm from the east coast, yeah, think philly ain't that, shatter-proof your fronts
daylyt gave out the call, if wwiii respond, it's just as I described
sundown to sunup, reports for the role-call, expedite my rise
twenty to thirteen the score to 2.13 and on 213?
see, here's the thing respect-wise, everything I'm bout leads to one thing
my own survival course been what it's been, tired of recapping
I'll just relapse into homicidal maniac reaction
whom do you owe and for what, whom do you know don't mean much, you tough?
I mean, my hunch is not at all to think I ain't been through two much
if the angels know the assignment, who am I to dismiss that
if the angles knew my alignment, wouldn't had been urked this wrath...

...ay look, did you notice 2.9.2025 equals 9.5.2022
when caesar's dome fractured with a 10 millimeter bullet on 56th, now what u gonna' do...
...wwiii gotta' do this together now, right, so now what do u pose to be the truth
that k.c.'s being nailed to the cross, in caesar's dome, no la, so now what's gonna' be ya' move
this ain't football for me, it's a shoe-in, ball of my foot's all inside rectums
fecal matter's my toejam, yeah, I know, that's extra, but now which side gets it
the c.i.a. done played too many games that china's now mentioned when niggas odds questioned
I been wanting my movie to begin since, I-dunno, ever, but I don't like wrestling
I mean, so give the game to me or it's no question what I don't mind exiting
from existence in every tense, past, future, present when y'all done tried testing me
yes I'm lincoln up, llover-of-men my dick, philly's been loozn, so fillies only wwiiining wwiiith me
ain't ever hid' from shit, when it came down to this, the final score's indicative where I been in
and gillie's from where gods settled at firstly trailing me, around the sigon projects area
once my eagles dump on terrain features letting 'em know, now ya' chokeholds where my bones buried at
wwiii now at exam '25, mimah's making it through, my mamas caping me too, I'm raising stakes
no child of mines without, I'm from a rabid fan-base, yeah, but still only so fillies raising me...

....so the 666/666 remains sealed. good. now u know wut wwiii gotta' do, wright? wwiiill see...

...my cuzn ties owes me her mouth and tongue, it was her mouth and tongue
that labeled me e.d.p. 445, but she's no mao tse-tung
r.i.p. to phila phoueng, got caught up in my penmanship
the phi-pho or pho fo' phi I been drew up, know-known membership
k. dot points out pedophiles within the embassy's fellowship
canada's dry, ginger-ale twin used to say's good for health and shit
dreaded philly niggas I'll cancel out, there reflexes too slow
for the first zoo, each life to death sentence under my breath control
I allready been spoke upfront about shit, ain't front about stakes
jamaicas please for help t8 me coming soon, that's some about-face
e.d.p. 445's an eagles fanatic los angelan
and 445's been a philly area code, so answer then
how y'all ain't scene me coming though through most unpopular demand
girls who slept on my rock clamp shut on that with their saliva glands
when all eyes see ya' eve, couldn't seduce me, I'm no sucker, so
she's busted, once shes sh8pes back up, it's just for me, bloods suckers slow...

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...too much west coast dill pickle goblin was the statement made to spark
a catalyst of angelenos tongues to sharpen aims to marks
without knowing how badass the strategy's been of my return
my arrival time based on my whether vein wu'men gots to learn
since gods slept on the days forecast, because my god's forsaken me
I gots the drop on judas isc. brutus now, knowhere's safe from me
the 222's indicating gods Father Allah to y'all
but I ain't nyc, I'm south philly born, gods father all-law to y'all
my mama mms been at cancer since 7 of 2001
63 days before nine-eleven's mention two thousand one
I'm born 2 of '71, end of the world's 2, 7, 1
buildings then, the heavins should want to send for me, who else is fronts
me and a thorough fillies squad's all's to it, sunni nuff's enough
outside vs ain't in the mix without being picked off, snuffed and dumped
mimah's happeness a must, the deal's the deal, if it's up it's up
wharton square's been my business school, which of u's on the up-and-up...

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...I know the real luc', cannon, he rolled with the beys, deleted crips
the world's a stage, delete my writs, and war I'll wage, best read my scripts
I been abel to keep my wits about me, the cold basket case
been rolled out in the '60s via sam christian, no aftershave
clean off the face, 'til I showed back up like the 5 o'clock shadow
11:45am, the black whole's gripped by my lasso
consider me the backbone, whoever wanted to be assholes
realizing the shit now, iceberg's slim ain't thought I'd be that cold
whom the lost angeles copping please t8 me now beyond the grave
u don't got a clue 'bout our extortion ring, waves beyond ya' brain
whichever beys shows up to confront niggas, I'm behind the name
since I own black brothers inc. by default of those behind my slaying
bloods suckers scribbling beys with me shoulda' minded their own business
the biddies whole bitches to me, they shoulda' mined their own trenches
I wwiiilll way the whole situation out, wwiii one, I am unique
try to raise kaanan I murder shit left and right, now ask who meek...

...fillies been trying hard to code bloods shit into their dialogue
y.b.c. to me's young b8tches cumming t8 me, my condom off
I did that shit to dul because his mouth ran off 'bout my youngin'
shot up on 4-3 wyalusing ave., slumpers depart slumbers
it's wackioo how I'm a' regulate the bloods circulation
u don't got a clue, huss', the beys wwiiith me, got whole turkeys basted
the bitties whole bitches to me, and since there's no witness to me
how I got a way wwiiith murder's my own black inc. writ'-up proof-reads
brotherly love's got bloods stuck, pest-control? somebodies paid the price
a visit, popsickled him to a corpse, new parents gave him life
so who's meek now? somebodies gotta' pay the price, the pawns is ripe
for being picked-off left-and-right, the game's done, I won't spare his life
it's too late for luc', cannon, his brains already on fifty-sixth
and l.a. back in overbrook two years ago, some nifty trick
wwiiill smith's way now at fifty-ninth and l.a. at overbrook high
so wwiii one, huh q33ny, pza-pza's the code, know it's no la...

...I was born of an atheist try-sexual musician's seed
through the virgin rosemary's womb, diabolical's been my breed
since 6.69 friday the 13th, the broken record repeats
on a skip, every bar's a repitition, my reckoning's strength
and I ain't sweat not being put under the wing of philly's grit
since the sins of the father trickle down, d.n.a.'s really chipped
I just been looking for somewhere to dump this shit, know where I'm from
all it can be's the south philly landfills, at no time's when I'm done
my dad was classmates with kenny gamble at west philly highschool
my dad's a self-taught musician, purple suits, a local mogul
my dad's family's elitists, some boule' shit, I ain't connect
I just toughed it out through my mah's drug addiction, she raised a vet
what gods should consider is how The Father's gon' survive the threat
of my biological father being what the-fuck he's been
my brother a.c. said my dad's day's gonna' come for what he's done
no doubt, but keep in-mind luc's cipher done made me my father's son...

...so who wanted to summon me, and what then did they want from me
the wu'ether been storming me, my parka's been through pouring rain...
...I guess it began with the wu'ether, but I ain't been too eager...
...anyway, look, niggas shoulda' knew me, but that shit's too easy...
...take into account I been made in china since, but I ain't chink
presently, anyone hip to the research, because I ain't with
this having-to-repeat-myself shit, but the tariffs brought it up
pontius pilate ain't buck the elect'trick chair, hands can't wash my blood
off of 'em, my brother barabass I i.d.ed as nat turner
my bro' king samir from trenches new jersey's john the baptist, so
my rough drafts on the backburner can get a look-over from dude
from the bay, but that's tentative, shelliano's the message sent
the deal's sealed only between me and mms the word/mm u don't say
insex are bed bugs, the bloods suck me off to seal bloods suckers fate
shouldn't had tried to test my tempt'urature and use eve to do it
I had the drop the first time our eyes locked, I'm two deep to fool with...

...the young bro' gave me his credentials, if he can direct movies
my good bro' shelliano can employ him, I selects groupies
can I protect the bro' gee's street from crashing out, I'm just suiting
up for the outfit, got-away to nottoway, my depths rooting
so who's paying dues '26 to vs, the bloods suckers pucker
my second head gets kisses and hugs from 'em, my cum-up's smuckers
confidential's records gave me the word now on los diablos
who marked-out my twin el diablo who was chalucyano
so my almighty demonstration's in effect, don't risk ya' necks
being roadkill to my mobility, direct once I collects
bowties giving me neck, hourglass flipped, the sands recycle time
shelliano moves with diplomacy, the rza-rector's primed
since 106 and park freestyle fridays, brooklyn streets targeted
between me' and me since october 2016, bargaining chips
the ransome to vs, the note reads "give up everything owed to vs"
before solar's eclipse, my god best gain his sense to know whassup...

...blast for me or die for murdering me for alleged blasphemy
if I am who I says I am best not be what you asking me
canines and molars masticate live bodies whole as bodies soil
themselves, 56 years ago I burned before my body spoiled
elevator drops me off at the floor where lucyfer's contained
israel's state meet israel's fate, the can chunky-souped his brains
tease a dead bitch unless shes giving her life to me by-the-way
if she was 6 to 9 years-old fucking a grown man, by the way
I'm riddled '69 disposed of fri. the 13th, since today's
math adding up, tee/tease a dead bitch unless her mouth clears my name
to fear my name, subservient cumpliance 'til her found remains
tease a dead bitch unless shes found me inside her without restraint
Q33NY wingdings, remember that code they put out two thousand one
so if wwiii gotta' do this together, I'm whom shes found, the one
my good bro' can be shellz shocked about how I conduct the binness
cons sequence buildings how I deconstruct and construct the buildings...

...so fillies gotta' give ties to me, that's bowties, I'm in their necks
no botox, fillies striking israel's state's iron dome defense
up, so this niggas wake-up call, phillydone did this to themselves
holly would interest herself in my word, she keeps this to herself
my cuzn tee/tease wwiiith me now since her father figure's deceased?
so the bloods sheds between vs, correct, the Father figure is me
shelliano's daughter beat the body, she can be somebody
my wilson pr8spect cums to me on her own to beat sum bodies
I'm forcing my god to agree wwiiith me now, gods lifes on-the-line
I don't give a fuk when I don't get to fuk, my pipe's on ya' moms
I gots my own sources of income, the city done played they hand
my patients been ran out to dirt-nap lucy whom they made their man
a whole bitch, kept my ole' mama away from me twenty nineteen
when mms the word and mm u don't say's the codes to summon my being
my el'ev8tor climbs nine to eleven inches of my spring
to the esophagi of nine-eleven perps oh one, yah'mean...

...the d.r.i.l.'s always been the space between me and eve the seducer
I'm abel bodied, no way in nor escape route for intruders
the u.s. trump'd and you're just stumped, I reserect from confusion
my parables are absolute, not the abstract of confucius
d.c. 33 symbolize the death of christ at 33
27 years ago I was 27 certainly
hobo-looking agent on a psy' op' from 33rd degrees
and phillydone got bloods suckers stuck under every word I breathe
out to seed sustenance, my people gots to eat, our mayor's deep
the mothers'hip, them others split to percentages, pay to me
the bloods sheds cleansing the mass acres, yes the non-stop massacres
I spell-checked to cancel spells meant to piss me off like catheters
cuzn tee/tease finally wwiiith me, is it a deal or no deal
phillydone did this shit to themselves, I been here, it's a done deal
suleiman bey done sent me here for-real, welcome america
to the end of the world into my word, He'll my inheritance...

...wwiii translate to w.w.III, u do not. deal or no deal. d.c. 33. now reserected. c. parker for prez. deal or no deal...u gots 'til such-and-such now to let me know wwiii gotta' do this together...