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when the care team come around to visit me
all i can think about doing is killing people physically
i imagine richard left behind a recording device
and i was laughing out loud at the baby penguin on ice
la-cinderella thought it was a nice penguin
but i was thinking about upgrading franks gpu engine
rza iz a nza
ugod is a bonified nigga
mystical paradise paragraph parasites
physical lyrical life mc bilical
giant snapping meteor puppets
great white shark dark teeth eating crumpets
somethings zapping my head and my damage indicator goes off
my chest muscles holler pain but no stress is thrown off
i wonder what each satellites function is
4 in a diamond formation and another big ass one that sure aint functionless
i laugh at this but most people just cant see it
that the government are liars and im jesus but you cant believe it
I AM the second coming
You WILL be running
Your trickery cannot halt my expansion
I'm the king, build me my fucking mansion
Get me a fucking milk shake
and a slice of cake thats well baked
the government are after me
but scared to see me face to face ahh blasphemy
immortal technique is afraid of the government
so i use my lyrics to big punish him
yawn yo woke up to the sound of the front door being kicked sharply
but when i looked out the window at 5am no one was there to attack me
satellites now in optimal view
i bet they projected some beams into my head to make me hear the sound through
an auditory hallucination projected into me
its always the same old with these humans nothing to amuse me
the sound of the kick was all wrong and sounded movie-like BIG
its like the auditory hallucination had too much reverb to be coming from where it did
ayo imagine i asked my neigbours in the morning
if they heard the sound of the kick, i'd be embarrased and mourning
imagine one of the government agents wanted a fight
i'd gladly take them on in the streets and put there head right
i'm immortal, all they do is play around
my diss technique is godly, i stand my grounds
cup of tea, scrumptous
scottish government are wankers, fuck this
say this while your QuiVeRing-aNd-ShiVeRing
i'm delivering the toxin with this killer sting i bring
I'm breaking eggs with the back of a hammer
why does Obama rhyme with Osama
thats ones only the guardians of this planet know
i often stare at rappers faces on my ipod while they flow
im eating m&ms, sipping tea
while listening to spoken facts thinking of smoking crack
ayo there's
4 satellites in a diamond shape over montrose
projecting wacky beams, but nowt can affect these ultramagnetic flows
theres a real life demon in my head that will soon burn
nigga im gonna whoop your jesus when he returns
im here to ruin all your fun
what the bible says about these times is fucking dumb
christians are delusional
other religions should choose to kill
fight me now you fucking prick:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VxwZt...eature=related
When the satellites aint out i feel fine
GJ & RP 4 K-9's
when Roger Blake sees cats its play time
splatter your brains
medication makes me fat n insane
you oppress marijuana cus you cant handle the truth
people like you cant use both hemispheres of the brain
you go poof
blow them through the roof with dark attitudes
a spark startles you
the aliens who brought weed to earth will dismantle you
tumultous time, genius mistaken for madness
now you must ask yourself whos style is the baddest
Canibus thought he was cryptic talking about a citadel
sit down you fucking bitch
the rhymes grind bones n'flesh an effortless test
the forts held down in my pocket bagged kush cess
renegade dressed hot iron face pressed
the hardest to bag hoes since hef
step out of line it's like walking through a land-mine
fuck those critical hype lines about bagging up and nines
gun in the champion hoodie nine scratched serial shine
killing you infidels in these infamous times
so face the hardest blows to bruise or just recline
building blocks fine fingering dimes dynamic
step up the face-off fanatic becomes frantic
remember fear-less you fear this severe swift
lose your hearing from the near hits i spear shit
making the largest hoes holdin' down generals
all gutted in a row screams from the sliced genetals
casually bring tragedy to your calvary with rapid speed
emcees weak, fall off like autumn leaves vanish in breeze
nightcrawlin' daywalker-blade runner fast learner with a burner
im quicker, dig her beaver deeper, river laker baker dozen 1up
dismiss statistics based studies makes dummies
rakes monies traced, fragile as spread pussies eggs runny
standing tall in the land, understanding the universal law of man
exhibit arts darts explosive impulsive as freestyle battles
spittin poems splittin dome pieces bitches w/ weird fetishes feces i feed em'
cuz cream we need em' so teach the seeds when you breed em'
blow from the block the good fucking shepherd with the flock i lead em'
back to spazz like vinnie paz snatch ya bags disaster drags
have you madder than a bitch on a rag inflicted with crabs
we don't take tabs on fags rhymes got em by the slabs
So feast up or keep it moving like a tenant whose lease is up
no 30 days notice or arrangements to discuss
your street bound sleeping in a ran down truck
shook with jewels tucked bout to get stuck
for treasures that had you broke as fuck
while my dollars double out-fit louder than the treble
troubled i didn't bubble fool your blood is a puddle
your crew is kittens softer than socks, and mittens
i'm derby dirty.. bathrooms full? then on you i'm shittin'
renegade renditions of a rebel on a mission to give the game what it's missing
i'm ill, beatbox for crocodiles in brazil
rip off your cape and your back get a chill
the bat get a chill when im robbing the langind
take off the bat copter from that landing
peppermint sundays everything one way
big sneaky cactaur prickling on mondays
FINE! the lyrical dime master
NINE! the miracle rhyme caster
* Chorus - Sing in He-Man tune *
I am Jesus the Slayer of Christ and i am here to save you all
I am Jesus the Slayer of Christ and i am here to save you all
I am Jesus the Slayer of Christ and i am here to save you all
I am Jesus the Slayer of Christ and i am here to save you all
slay minds divided wise shane brock lames knocks
claims you clans aimed when perma banned know how to be a man/
shame you sucker emcees ain't deadily with a return
when you renig i spit a wig fix a pig and murk a beat/
trigger feat featuring beefs over roast flames
mostly lames know how i plays the game we brawl in/
back off the heat, max out cha debt deadly when i weigh it out
scales battling pails mastering fails shoving thrones off the cliff/
gimme the gifts, repack the shives and ship e'm to your glibbs
trying to gibbs and o'bomb you like an old maid who isn't made/
It's only hell no gates pearly debates early the hate lures me
to a trap i walked around to give you hissing cats bitch-slaps
you either get-up or get-back can't dodge the kick of the big mack
holes in em for cheese rat-heads get cracked
bagged up the soap fiends buying 8-balls of fake cracks
it wasn't me no small change pockets stay stacked
with extra cheese illegal steez trees, and g-packs
eat your meal and you better not feed-back
it's mine so there's nothing to take back
bones are titanium you can't break that
breaking bad meth labs for math
fold em fast behold the blast i'm free at last
play flows like 8 bit pixel check the eggs shell ya walking on
talking by winds swindle pins inkling winds physical limits/
gimmicks, ganja, polish ya honor document against the 9
wonderous iron blind fury leaves mixtures blurry/
i'm the S-H deadly debate shivan armory rivets in screws tighter
white lighter fire fighter wired tighter than fiend looking for drugs/
my arch nemesis is waiting
why do able people do nothing with their lives thus making me hate them
my medication takes away all my motivation and creativity
sedates me and stops rhyme ability
i'm guessing after 2012 it'll be ok
when the tables turn and we move past the present and history
into the light where the materialistic will perish
my powers all exist there and thats when i flourish (and you fucking die)
every time i see my doctor roger blake
he explains things to make me fucking angry
i fucking hate schizophrenics
but he declares me one of them
in 2012 you will see
i am jesus hehe
roger said that the cars the government delilberitly drive past with numerical patterns in number plates
i have to pretend arent happening. thats fantasticly great.
but it is happening nigga
2012 pullin that trigga
hazel and ed came round to my flat
la-cinderella repeatedly taunted me to say 'auntie hazel' and i said naw i aint saying that
ed said why do you let the supernatural bother you
i think maybe he hinted that it wasnt real and i was fool
they wanted me to get a career
but i work at the furniture project because its near
and its really easy for me yo
and i can talk to la-cinderella 24/7 and flow