Yo, put my CD in the secular section
Next to Murder Inc. so I can start resurrecting
You wonder who I am? It don't matter, I'm blessing
And lifting you up cause you sound depressing
Get at me, homie, I'm no longer vexed
I don't need a collection plate, you can call me collect
And I love battling, little boy, don't get me started
You mentally and spiritually and lyrically retarded
Now you are healed in the mighty name of (Jeeeee)
He's the quarterback, I'm the receiver
Touchdown player, I love ya'll haters
Rock the mic, make beats and cut with the fader
Simple as that, black, you see me grinning
Frowning on the pitchers mound and it's 9th inning
Barry Bonds of rap, swinging like Roy Jones
And when I make contact with the ball, boy, it's on
Theory Hazit, no need to mask it
The ???? for Jesus ????? in the casket
Asking for protecting from the rubble shoved in this catacomb
Here to let these little devils have it
Theory Hazit, no need to mask it
The ???? for Jesus ????? in the casket
Asking for protecting from the rubble shoved in this catacomb
Here to let these little devils have it
I'm hard hitting, hammerhead spitting
Wrecking-ball status, freestyle or written
Ya'll gotta be kidding, ya'll ain't no k**ers
Ya'll still scared to watch Michael Jackson Thriller
I ran up in the house of the dead
Nobody was home, yo, I guess Satan fled
Made my way to the nearest homicide scene
With more bullet holes than a 'Pac limousine
Smell the aroma, wake up outta your coma
The one that sent me chose us sho' 'nuff(?)
Now the beasts rocking the E(?), letters and me(?)
I got a style for you to bite, it might shatter your teeth
Hardcore, Godcore, just like the blast mask(?)
Adding up the only (?????) and God, you do the math
If your President is evil, I'm above the business
I'm kicking down your door like a real Jehovah Witness
Theory Hazit, no need to mask it
The ???? for Jesus ????? in the casket
Asking for protecting from the rubble shoved in this catacomb
Here to let these little devils have it
Theory Hazit, no need to mask it
The ???? for Jesus ????? in the casket
Asking for protecting from the rubble shoved in this catacomb
Here to let these little devils have it
This joint is called the catacomb, I'm in the battle zone
Where wack rappers get clapped up in their chatter bones
I speak life like Sev Statik and Soldier K
Meanwhile d**h gets beat a road away
Told ya' babe, like homage, we can fallout
But I'm raw with it, yo, don't let my beef thaw out
Put me in the crossfire, I'm bringing God with me
Cause He evens out the odds against me
How's that? Cause I gets busy with mine
Wake the dead and watch the whole city respond
You can hate and say you're doper
But I'm still jack tripping on Mr and Mrs Roper
Power and authority, cause the Lord is for me
(Get it right!) And that's for ignoring me
Theory Hazit, no need to mask it
The ???? for Jesus ????? in the casket
Asking for protecting from the rubble shoved in this catacomb
Here to let these little devils have it
Theory Hazit, no need to mask it
The ???? for Jesus ????? in the casket
Asking for protecting from the rubble shoved in this catacomb
Here to let these little devils have it