[k**ah Priest] My soul will devour all; bring them to my thresh to floor Weapons of war, smashin' head in the wars They're dead in the morgues, behead 'em wit chainsaws Black blood in guts, rain within my slaughter halls Dead flesh cover my apron, from rappers, from bad statements Wrath of Satan Out of my mouth come flapping Ravens Wit the Key to the Bottomless Pit The great chain in my hand, you rappers stand on quicksand It's time to quit man, I chop rappers down to bricks into grams Put 'em in bags, break 'em like crabs Open 'em like clams If y'all n***as ain't fam, y'all better stand - clear This is my redemption, this is your submission I spit slugs, watch me split 'em, rhymes are radiation Consume the eyes in their holes Grab their skulls than crush them like coal Put 'em in my mixing bowl, full of wicked souls Let the rhymes cook them till the pot whistle Till the top fizzle, rhymes are not pistols These rhymes are drop missiles I leave mammoth murders once my canvas surface Hands on the mic is like hands on burners Rhymes are like bullets, carat size When I let off, everything to appearance die I'm stomping bodies like Hawaiian berries So deep anthropologist will have to find you buried Rhymes are deadly; Behind the Stained Gla** Than I throw you through that same gla** Till you tear your frame in half Aim - blast; I offer you for food to pagan Gods I put graves inside the yards Scatter your bodies like a deck of cards I put braids on bars, you're afraid of my bars React like you've been tasered, it's what I do to a traitor I'ma Gladiator, I hit the pad like a laser, hit your dad like a Quasar I stand still as Mount Rushmore There's no luck in war, gun buck to the floor I'm wild as an African insane asylum; The witch nurses, rhymes will carry you rappers like big hearses To a big Churches, to big sermons After I stick verses in your head like pins Bow, b**h!!! Worship!!!! Approach me; I'll bring on World War III in 5D So you can do more than see me closely Rope around your neck easy, hang you from a Comet Than clap at you wit nuclear rockets Before you start the sh** you should of stopped it Now you look awkward, floating in darkness (Interlude) Uh-huh, uh-huh, I ain't playing no mo' games G Kno'am'mean? Behind the Stained Gla** II gon' be a lil bit harder Hahahaha, welcome to the Slaughter House Put on my gloves, its ova! Geah, you know the name I ain't gotta tell you, whadup Starkim? [k**ah Priest] Lyrics split you in half, the Wolf versus the Calf Soon as hooves touch the gra**, I'm on top of that a** Out the woods, no h*mo, rhymes are pride choke-hold Till your eye balls swell up, the shell bust From the sawed off rhyme, the 12-gauge page, the AK lines Call my dogs on stage, we all canines My note page is a cage wit barb wire lines My pen is lightning striking down my rhyme I hurl rappers off the Planet Earth like vacuum s** up dirt They see half-rooms and Stars, now they're deep in the Universe I pick up rappers like I'm playing "Jacks" My rhymes will touch them like "Duck, Duck, Goose" "Mother May I" they let the Devil loose Rivers of fires, waterfalls of blood to slaughter y'all Floods of tsunami's probably, and avalanches of rappers Build dams and I'm still advancing Meteor showers, Comet storms, the wrath is approaching dawn Dragon sits upon the right arm, I transform big as Megatron You better warn, my mind wit the letters will swarm Too complex for the norm My lead will start to warm till it's screaming hot Than I place the rhyme to your mind like a heated pot Cook you from the inside, witness then hear your in cries You bring a bad vibe; I bring war like something seen in Sci-Fi Special effects, when it comes to rapping I'm like the Devil in flesh The medals on my neck, Othello with the tek's Grab the mic like I flex I'm lifting weights, with heavy bars that I press Who wanna impress, I suggest Watch me execute them, this is more than music It's more like Priest shooting n***as talking live - I just know how to do them Chop 'em up, rock 'em up, push 'em to a veggie-nusion Yo execution!