[Intro]

Yeah

Hear me loud and clear

[Verse 1]

Kill the mics, kill the cords tethered to the hordes

Double edged swords to kill it twice

Kola hole, stomp it low, kill it right

Know your roles, make sure it don’t leave your sight

Kill it like it was never alive

Kill and don’t leave the body till its dead as the night

It ain’t a crime, if nobody come looking for it

Only hazmats and some canaanites

A world of masks, distance

That’s your new present, that’s my past tense, it’s

Cycles I’ve seen, еvery Michael had Jean

I fathеred my problems cause I didn’t have ending

Both ends are short, can’t seem to stick with it

Just lay these bricks different

These walls cohort, you could wreck with every listen

Just checking for a minute, I had checked-in for the record

Lay azaleas in my black vase

Smell these flowers till the last crop

Ornery tells you better cut it out the picture

Stuck with an enigma, wish I’d stuck witch ya

[Bridge]

What’d you think it’s scene? Nah, nah, nah

What’d you think it’s a dream? Nah, nah, nah

Your future ain’t triple beam. Nah, nah, nah

What’d you think it’s scene? Nah, nah, nah

What’d you think it’s a dream? Nah, nah, nah

Your future ain’t triple beam. Nah, nah, nah

[Verse 2]

This the return of bag snatcher

Not cash grabbing, more like grave-digging and man-dragging

Virtuals is full of you no shows

Kids with ego boost gone rogue

Mark non-grata like Stonecold, thoughts redder than kane dropping

In a cage knocking, bass rocking like Dwayne Johnson

You never played to a base, you just play sponsors

Props that couldn’t knock this and remain talking

Fuck should I care what all y’all think

Fuck your tunes, I’d rather listen to Jar Jar Binks

Fuck your bars, we all know he rapping to record

I’m wrapping with Saran to hand it in a morgue

Fuck platinum, pay me continental coins

Business everywhere, scan the floor where I point

Don’t make me make the point, this is a stick-up

Like how y’all robbed Prince just to suck some dick up

(Dangerous til I don’t back down)

Don’t be blaming us when we gon’ pack rounds

You can’t hang with us, you never came with us

So you lames get out, when this hang gets rough

(Dangerous til I don’t back down)

Either angel dust or devils act out

Don’t blame the drug, them graves are dug

But we can’t get out, these chains are crutch

[Verse 3]

Mangled from the start, I’ve driven Eldritch insane

Looked into the abyss, it blinked and called out my name

No cloud I could’ve missed, I was fixed, dancing in rain

How can I carry the city when it ain’t a terrain

For this Terran, there ain’t no birth, ya’ll want Lazarus

Wrapped with gifts, drenched in the same blood from Nazareth

Israfil couldn’t even resurrect the half of it

Never seen any cut neither some action, shit

Elephant in a shrinking room

Being told it was never them, you think it’s you

An evermore with evergreen wounds

Hard to tell a difference when everyone bleeds blue

Crabs or melancholy, exact some hell, I prolly

Burn in purgatory, it develops on me

Snaps in a dark room, pictures spell out sorry

It’s swell and jolly, till you sell your soul to sell an art piece

Raining from the dome, the sands see iron

Cycle of life, these hands speak tired

Can’t reach Zion, digging antsy, trying

Till the last beat fires

To all my heathens longing for an epic

Break rib cage to put a song within a message

Hope you think of it longer than this record

Schaudenfreud, it gets wrong if I correct it

Treat me like you, treat me like I’m telling ya

The one chance to load a barrel and shoot the messenger

Kill MK-1