Adverse - Boondock Saints lyrics

[Intro: Prayer from Boondock Saints] And Shepherds we shall be For thee, my Lord, for thee Power hath descended forth from Thy hand Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands So we shall flow a river forth to Thee And teeming with souls shall it ever be In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti [Verse 1: Adverse] It's time to cause panic on these average s**ers Me and ET like the new MacMan*s brothers, You can find us where the wackest act's discovered God's our only judge, not even he stands above us You don't have the balls to do it, who gunna body who b? I turn challengers into a copy of the new Call Of Duty, They all Ghosts to me, you could get done ba*tard, Barrel smoking heavy like it's tryna get lung cancer, I've been raw as Rakim since Em was raw doggin' Kim Take it in blood, I'm taking blood like phlebotomist I'm a whole nother breed, we're two different dudes Drown your whole car pool when your just dippin through d**h personified, ironically the kids living proof Talk sh** to your wife, diss miss, then I'm dismissin' you! Rappers, protect your neck before you drop your sh** Cus we the Boondock Saints stationed in Metropolis, [Hook x2] Run with it, have fun with it Blow your gun with it, n be done with it Weak rappers better duck when we blast it The Boondock Saints riddin' the game of wackness [Verse 2: Extreme Talent] Sick with the sk**s,0 d**hs 100 k**s Comin with the madness,it's to much manage Causin damage,to all these dumb fake rappers Ravage their game,go and hang it from the rafters And celebrate after,we winnin all day Playin f** the police doin 95 on the freeway 3 days,spent f**in your b**h You could swing forever,i'll be dodging the hits Forget your posse or clique,we the boondock saints And if your not onboard with that,you better walk the plank Extreme talent b**h,believe im built like a tank The king of this hill,hell i guess im sorta like hank You could say im pro-pain,you took a shot but no gain 40 points in the first half,and i'll ball the whole game Rolling out on these tracks,with finesse call it soul train In short my bars are, the equivalent of c**aine [Hook x2]