A History of Violence - Severed and Split lyrics

[Verse 1: Jus Allah] I'm way beyond the hating stage Make you f**ing bathe in razor blades with someone gay with AIDS I'm the god that waives your chance of being saved You owe me your faith. Parable money and names Mother-f**ers acting funny as flames Who would follow you? I should k** you and bottle you and bury you Underneath the ground like it swallowed you You lack a common-thinking degree Devil got you dumb slaves f**ing thinking you're free You're not even alive: your brain just supports your nine-to-five Lost from your tribe; taking false prides Believing in the false guides; taking opposite sides Listening to the prophet who ties; prophets from lies Your hands and a pocket of knives so sharp You can't even see the marks with your optical eyes You a f**ing joke: another n***a stuffed in a boat Blind to the ten pound choke; coughing in throats Mother-f**ers turn the dust in my grips Ice melts before touching of my lips Wise men covered me with gifts The next is, face hanging from a necklace; a true meaning of X-Mas Measureless. Deafened by my ill residence It's perpetuous; the f**ing earth shakes and the seconds split [Hook: Jus Allah & Virtuoso] [x2] Catch this beatdown; who the f** want beef now? Flow to make the seas drown; fire burning trees down Deep rooted: we rap forever and rip Yo, my crew will leave your f**ing head severed and split [Verse 2: The Etherealist] Ether will damn-near take your neck off My words bless paper like f**ing Chekhov You're dead soft. Shredded to a thread when I let the tech off Ca**ette decks get wrecked; I bedded your wedded wench While you laid and bled; yeah, spread out, smash your head Like Oberyn. I run you over and force a deodorant Into your a**hole. Match thrown, out the blast zone The thought is sobering. Mouth frothing like a doberman Stretch your lips open like a dope Ethiopian I'll rape you just to dominate you. b**h, I cause trauma Probs the fourty-fourth man to f** you, like Obama Etherealist the suicide bomber. b**h, I'm coming for ya Form like Voltron and f**ing destroy ya So hire a lawyer. You know nothing like Jon Snow Your street credit ran out f**ing ages ago Ether is the illest MC. You never heard 'a me I'll leave you bagged and tagged in the mother-f**ing infirmary [Hook] [Outro: The Etherealist] It's the Etherealist The mother-f**ing God Jus Allah In2ition, History of Violence The f**ing Accomplice and Virtuoso on the track Shout-out to Babygrande Murder on the f**ing Dancefloor Plead for Your Life