[Intro]

"Now, could we say that there is witchcraft and occultic practices that are actually being portrayed?"

"Oh, yes, the witchcraft and occult practices are not make-believe. They're taken from actual witchcraft, actual pagan religions, levitation, mind control, astral projection, and other forms of witchcraft are portrayed within the cartoons"

"Are all these things portrayed in the cartoons?"

"Yes."

"Then we could suspect that there's some kind of a spiritual force behind these things to program our children"

"Oh, yes, the children receive this in a very different light than we do."

"Before we talk about that, let's go into another [?] cartoon..."

[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]

This is Gen 5, homie, this is compact shit

This Giuseppe Greco, akhi, this a contract hit

You don't wanna meet the shooters I'm in contact with

Or the muhfuckas that I went to combat with

Bobby Beausoleil used to meditate with Satan

It's blood on me, homie, it's like Leatherface's apron

It's 33 degrees like a dedicated mason

This Black Ace Tactical will separate the pagan

They put me in the sin bin, penalty box

This is sudden death, homie, this is penalty shots

This is GEMTECH, I got it from the specialty shop

It'll hit a muhfucka 'til his energy stop

This pill head feminine, this muhfucka Molly pop

One false move and this dummy gettin' Molly Wop

This the Uncertainty Principle, and I'm Heisenberg

Murder on a million, I will kill a fuckin' Mockingbird

[Verse 2: CRIMEAPPLE]

This morning I cried I only trust myself

But even that's a risk, I didn't imagine this in my kitchen

Seein' the only person I need afflicted driftin' away in their ways

While I made statements that paid five star police for the state

Bitch only bad as they come, I couldn't feel more alone

The moment a drug getting sold I couldn't feel more at home

Coughing on my therapy considering this

Should I walk away from you now with those old rims on the whip?

The game is fickle it's a scam likely I might be allergic to it

All I make is murder music, all you make is pussy ballads

You should be embarrassed but you wasn't raised with principles

Probably tuck in your genitals, my imbalance is chemical

Still I stayed the flow and got myself up out the hood with a buck

Even put wood in the truck, dope I'm still cooking it up

Yeah I went from hopeless to focused, I guess I had a moment

You just downloaded and quoted instead of overdosin'

Woah!