HRSMN - Fourth Windz Blow lyrics

[k**ah Priest] My lyrics takes off, expand like the wings of a hawk Pen form a beak, when I speak, I'mma thought Third eye, moves like a bird when it flies Self like the stealth, unheard through the sky Undetected by the naked eye, only few could catch it The second that the message arrive For some it might blow by Only for the dumb, deaf, and the blind Searchin' depths for the mind Connect with a line, illuminate communicate With the concepts of my rhyme, come on [Ras Ka**] Every sixth day I commit suicide This n***a rappin' a clue, check the dots under my eye Horsemen, equestrian, conquest we in No vest come and test me then Hit 'em up like a upper cut I'm tryin' to hit mach-ten on my f**in' twin, buckle up By any means dog, I'mma take these ends Cause if you don't got cheddar, you just a waste of skin All up in the juice, and can't taste the gin Commit the felony, but can't face the pen' Speak on it if you want if If you get it illegal then don't flaunt it Cause loud mouth hustlers get snitched on it Or phone tapped by DA, your rights get read Moral of the story, a closed mouth don't get fed Get it, neva been a n***a as ill as me to riddle I'm the truth and the answer With two balls that always double dribble Spit like Alien 3, and splash you With acid that make me greater than thee Just to leave your gutter red Tony Soprano sh** bout to start callin' you n***as bu*ter heads [All] We are not to be f**ed wit [Hook 2X: k**ah Priest] If y'all really wanna flow, take advice from the four First step could be the best, take breath control Then let yourself go, once applied with sound Melodies make music surround [Canibus] Excuse me, yo, Horseymen? You're the Horse semen? Horsemen, oh yeah I seen them Look what I did with a mouth and a pen I bet ya'll critics never doubt me again Try to catch the thoughts that come out of my head Look south of my chest, and north of my legs If you good with metaphors, than you saw what I said If not, too late, you're already wet Of course we the best And I'm a quarter in the Horsemen quartet Put us all to the test Canibus is like God in the flesh If the Lord is distrempt, you got a problem to fix I mean what are the odds you could out spit 'Bis? Especially if he could bounce like this He's possessed when he's on the microphone He takes this more serious than just the poem A bad boy to the bone, true superstar Even before Sean John Jr. was born I ripped 100 bars before And I rip 200 if you mothaf**ers wanna see more d**h and War, Pestilence to keep the pesticides airborne Kurupt get your head on [Hook 3X - with echoes/adlibs]