3 mins. 6 secs. to judgement
...listening parties of the zoo-woo are rare, only a hand full
no bloods allowed to call me the tzu-wu out, only a damned fool
tagging "mind control believe it or not" on my sixty-one bus
am I breathing or not since the guns bust, what you risked for dumb stunts
my dog propositioned the downtown gangstas theme, but between vs
is south phil' versus north phil', and the gheng'is me just to keep vs
in accord with my storyline, crosshairs make up the borderlines
my god can't save the bloods spilled with dixie cups when it's courting time
south fillies shoulda' sought me out, I guess the hate done forced me out
to madina, I'm harlem-bound though maka's where my course should route
so my haRem's against what I deem the haram, I book the sins
between me and me', I'm deep in vaginas how I'm born to swim
if al-mahdi con wants to rep for s.p., where's respect for me
I'll murder ya' whole crew respectfully-to-disrespectfully
I gets my own b8tches to have the sex with, that's how the sets lit
no signifying monkeys on a set-trip, we've our own reference...
never will be a bloods city [last warning, cont'd]
...now, I said u won't make it past 2012-2021
if I'm dead, why am I still alive, no answers from anyone
fillies shoulda' known, I ain't have to prove myself, ain't shoot myself
down in an elevator shaft to Hell, I'm living proof myself
that fillies not, never was, and never will be a bloods city
the system has its own opinion of things 'til they up shits creeks
my god is the piece-of-shit-ass traitor judas iscariot
them 5 percent lessons ain't teach him shit 'bout how to carry this
I evicted him from my house, now he's somewhere in michigan
stuck somewhere in the middle of my chippewa blood lineage
niggas never moving without their slave masters instructions to
living's never losing, so how does that work when you live to lose
if south fillies erased and harlem world new yolk city's erased
everything from your ram to rom's cleaned from data memory banks
it's evident my return never was anticipated though
so many ways to look the other way neck braces can't control...
there's no mystery-solving stint
...I caught the wu'han from the heavins thru' my mah', she visited
the landscape, and gods wisdom just gave her the shit, some business trip
my bones and muscles ache still, had a city mandate force its will
on municiple employees to get shot up or brace this chill
of unemployment lines, been post-mortem time since I was still born
alive and such, it took decades to realize I'm a still-born
branded at 6.69's what they've been banking their agenda on
revelation 13 verse 16 to 17's pressing on
the people conditioning themselves to openly volunteer
subliminal and blatant overt and covert to eyes and ears
if we go cashless, I'll waste money in front of his partnerships,
his family, friends and peers, so there's no mystery-solving stint
yeah, that's lucyfer's host I just smoked, the black race got no more strokes
and that's luc's cipher's best wishes to y'all piglets, the that's-all-folks
if I close the walls in on my god now, between vs wut's our code
of conduct, fillies best bet is my rocket launched up, stuffs all wholes...
the lives lost in the fire
...is it salty or fresh water tears, left faces dehydrated
in the mourning hours, all these years left pain steeped in our basements
are we giving up triggers, the index enjoys the exercise
firing pins tried to dim my fire within 'til end-of-times
the 12 in north philly to the 17 in the bronx who lost
their lives to the fire and smoke, pelan to pelan, lines were crossed
in retrospect respect to the source of it all and where I'm from
being He'll or He will, so much potential's been the Hell I'm from
gods bickering with cointell pros got me tossed, I must go off
fillies been all I care to speak on, here's what the show must go on
how I'm to be re-membered in completion, my deliverance
to your reasonings, unbelieving me's the reg' indifference
though not the best decision when the borrowed time you on's been gone
2001 to 2012 to 2021's rent's gone
so the lives lost in the fires in multitudes, the menu's script
fortunate if the sex don't bring you back through wombs, spoon-fed your flesh...
what fillies been vested in
...I'm ain't-I-christ, what you get for questioning me is anti-nyc
I'm anti-hype, if there was a mentor to me, he's anti-flight
as I approach fifty-one, that locks 5 per cent, the 5 and cent
who's studying my work? that's the live percent who survived who's sent
just to decimate, industrial-strength pesticide's eminent
I can deficate what you'll eat, what you eat won't effect my shit
the china syndrome summoned me in 'ninety-eight, but right away
a u.s. agency intercepted snug from their hide-away
what fillies been vested in's been the provocation of my wrath
south fillies shoulda' let me in, my battering ram carves my path
the black brothers inc. cannot die to try escaping me, their lives
belong to me and that's that, if the beys with me, bloods shed a' lots
so operation blood clots been P-A based, the "phillydone" plate
was 1998, I scene the attempt, I'm really from heat
attention to detail's the key, my shape of things detail the streets
nobody asked me to bleed, I just bled to death where shells released...
2 mins. 15 secs. to judgement [day #1870]
...for the earths' sake, gods gotta' bring me in in-the-first-place, worst-case
scenario is the nukes dropped on all known living things birthplace
as satan's synagogue's allowed shelter 'cause of gods ignorance
to me and the work I've been putting in, each verse shows diligence
rendering my work publishable's labor pangs to fillies streets
when fillies deep in eternal debt to me, shit's no petty beef
my rear-view mirror be the silver screen, that's history to me
if I'm called to the heavins sent for me, that's misery to P.
the synchrony's to me the tzu-gheng', infamy's what veci craves
what I commit to's my origin nation, fillies been enslaved
not realizing it's to me as of yet, not to baphomet
I can still shoot the shit out of his baby crib and bassinet
so how's al-mahdi con gonna' cop pleas to me, who's pleasing me?
them dumb bitches sent for the big tease on me ain't appeasing me
my anger is beyond reasoning with when six degrees' the heat
my patients building to a cold-case pandemic, the breeze been deep...