Cyrus Malachi - Warheadz lyrics

[Intro: Cyrus Malachi] Yeah, Orphans of Cush tearing heads off right now O.O.C Yo, yo [Verse 1: Cyrus Malachi] The silent cartographer Write my metaphors, then I aim them at your bronchiolar Beat you for as long as a kilometre Every sentence like an epidemic of cholera Strike like a thousand Zulu warriors stampeding Vanquish your legion I'm a primordial black hole with a cancerous flow My pen strikes like aneurisms Cut you up, spill your cuts like sandwich filling Hip hops been brainwashed like TV evangelism Eat MCs like cannibalism Have you worship every member of my team like pantheism ‘Cause compared to the Orphans of Cush You're puss [Hook: Cyrus Malachi We leave our rivals torn with their ribs trapped It's pharaoh war when we spit tracks Leave your spinal cords spinning on the slip mats We got those riveting lyrics that split backs [Verse 2: Kyza] Oh yes, don't mess with these guys You really want a slow d**h? I'ma bore you with a soul torture, where you forfeit your life Then I'ma put my fork in your eyes No breath, when I cut out your heart, your lungs and your whole chest I'ma put it in the microwave and try to taste it, “Mmm, that's so fresh” Cannibal eating them up, take a little peak of my lunch That's not really an eyeball Enough mans died for what you just seen on my tongue Knock out your teeth from your lungs Open your mind with a razor blade To all the other blood vacation rays I really really make my day Trap your toe, then take the bait I can't help it, pain to save [Hook: Cyrus Malachi We leave our rivals torn with their ribs trapped It's pharaoh war when we spit tracks Leave your spinal cords spinning on the slip mats We got those riveting lyrics that split backs [Verse 3: Masikah] Every verse I dispatch Is like a cancer causing chemical contaminate slash Burn your face like a flammable splash Punch your chest so hard Your respiratory can will collapse Watch you flip like a panic attack Implode your dome with this canister rap It's the circuit slash riot author You get subjected to the series of systematic torture Hannibal Lecter when his lambs crept to the slaughter Face [?] and dissemble your aorta I smack the stellar dust out of you superstars Explode like Chinese firecrackers when I use these bars You couldn't collide with Cush, even if you was a moving car Get brutally scarred, booed of the mic with them fruity bars