[Hook] It seems it never fail (x3) That the devils got n***as domes locked in hell So return to the darkside Snakes are the n***as that stares you in the eyes d**h is a penalty when you die [Islord] Blood reaks out your right eye The war against the brain The mad pain will be felt Watch the sun, the rain, expert through his own work Islord chopping his way up to Billboard The top notch; I got mc's gathering, sold their life Similiar to Fort Knox Lyrical shots and shot rap and fire style k**army Profiling mostly buck whiling At the click put it to ten max To the up most n***as is ghost's On the first lyrical dose That'll wreck your brain like uncooked c**aine Straight from the crates of the cocoa click n***as chant k**army from Bronx Don Juan [Hook] [9th Prince] Let me survive after the fully moon Facing changed said Letting oracles of oracle man Solid liquid and gas I became an ill fad and crying of shame And heal the pain of less of my name And tagging on the wall Bited and blood stains Until the whole world can see The reality of a madess conspiracy Dark heavens slanging in chemical smoke And hold your breath or d**h If not you choke and Speak that what preachers will say I gash him to pieces when he comes my way Blood is worser to the storm And the singers I jacked Who are going to die perhaps I sang watching men through the valleys again Then I spin into a circle of wind Which is a tornado or I'm dangerous Like David Caress of Waco To wake up the ammo k**army dipped in green like deniro [Hook]