[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]