What's up man?

Aight

(more talking)

Yo Priest what's up with that track man?

Let me represent that shit for dolo man, fuck that

Yo fuck that man, word is bond

I'm reckin on this mike man, fuck that kid

(Sunz Of Man)

What up

I'mma transport inside the mind that ya got

And I'mma transport to a braisol and drop to begin

To spread ya Aloe head gel

Every tape has an inmate and blow up ya brain cells

All ya reactions is trapped in my time warp

And smoke 'em, ya get leg broken

Home, choken by roast a deli slogans

To once, quick to get guns I blow ya open

I'm from the L's of the Murderville

Where we possess to kill, and strangle the demons, cuz schemin on skills

My styles is disguised, **** ply ya naked eye

I twist minds, insert through ya disc drives

To reprogram ya dead computer, they ain't no future

When ya beein in a killin zone cross shooter

Hype is not for winners it's for sinners that are losers

Guess I spell profanity, on all mics that'll handle me

Then I brain damage, leave ya deaf, dumb and stranded

Abandon all ya missed, understand it understands

See it's hectic, for **** that quenchin

So they get wetted, with techs in their hands, hoes in they head

Ran on my land, ya kind digest raw stress

When all ya thoughts up gots to pay tape, I'm x rated

And love to kick that I made it

Religion is racism, and I ate this rhythem

Oh shit, time to execute that new manuever

Cuz I feel this shit will be very unexpected

My mind a worse, weapon, murderin all cyphers and sessions

I love my moms, cuz havin her gone was a blessin

And they know until I stop, not be ready to I fuck it

Chop ya head, style, I'm the ripper

The mentally ill individual, growin up

Thinkin like, hangin with criminals

I'm on a Ram-Page and plus I'm lyrical, miracles

We make **** dig up they graves, like the Aztecs with AIDS

All hell pays when ya livin in my Horror Days, in my Horror Days

(yelling & arguing)

Verbally surprising, mind magnetizin

**** is hypnotized from the rhymes I'm vocalizin

Paragraphs, thoughts, thoughts from distorture

I dare, from L's, to when they dwell to my ears fell out

I get buddha black when I reless the stress

Thoughts that I address, **** can't contest

Ya get rained on, this random in the flap with the brainstorm

Create that new shit while ya still singin the same songs

Get it straight, I paralize ya mind state with hate

Intense pain, ya brain get maintained to wait superparalysis

Allowing these brain cells with cow asarbavation

Of a situation that makes an analysis

Conclusion, bust might cause confusion cause of the words

How you like substitution, conclusion, have ya brain get brutalized

Sabotage ya mental, my rhymes ya can't manage

Those that battle, I got that aight no with brain damage

**** step I guess suicidal intentions

Get throwed out the rain like a dame women extensions

I leave ya with ya mind in potention

That rhymes that I mention

Will blast you through a whole nother dimension

Your pores, tossed in the land of the lost

I keep it real, when it feels no remorse, those that cross

My path, will get blasted to the beginning

The bottom of the barrel, no tears to admit cuz ya

Thoughts is crazy narrow

Nah, amplifly the death blow front

If you wan't the chance to die, rap fanatic

A slave to the rhythem like an adict

Man slaughter, my solid flow is sorta automatic

When I lift up the spliff and I rip up a rhyme

For the fool who wanna flip, I gotta rip on the nine

When whenever, I'm clever with the style that I shoot with

Full of funk, electryifing like ya execution

To give to the top, a rock, a droppet

I'm wicked outta here like I'm Mustafa forgot dat