Kil - En Garde lyrics

Grip the Mic like an ancient j**el/ In the sea of God's, I can peep the fool and he think he cool/ Words drag him to the depths, of the deepest pool/ I heat seek the cruel, with customized missiles/ Fired from the uniquest tool but when you speak you drool/ I'm the sh**, so you unworthy to seek or seat the stool/ See I'm mentally fortified and equipped with medicine to heal my brethren/ A legend and I-I know I'm a God not only cause of Farad but nights in a garage/ Battling with my physical, tearing down the facades/ En garde, get your weapons ready, En garde/ I'm very attracted to the macabre/ But does that make me less connected with god/ 007 I hated using the klobb/ Im home alone so who moving the door knob/ Yo, I'm splifted or lifted from what the piff did/ This sick kid/ Don't invite this dude into ya picnic/ He tends to eat all the food and astronomically split wigs/ f** you and ya pick a n***a jig rig/ Roast pig smoking cigs, that sh** I dont dig/ See 360 kings and queens talking real sh**, like how this world is so big, and what the f** are we really teaching the kids En garde young lord, Get your mind up Yo is ya mind open yet?/ Maybe give it a sec/ Maybe give it a month/ For now sit back while I wreck/ Scattered remains of brains blown in ancient Tibet/ Send the mind on a trip connect the dots, kismet/ Iron thrones only hold regret/ Cause you stay dry and your soldiers wet/ Not a gambler but I'd have to bet/ Between god, I and money/ n***as put cash over the rest, those three options turn to you when you blessed/ With the knowledge and power that guides you-you in the flesh/ God is you in the flesh/ Those lost third eye will find you to the nest/ My freedom misconstrued as unscrupulousness/ Who are you to destest/ f** boy run up and catch two to the chest/ No guns just ALLAH now you in duress/ Rear naked choke make the breathing supress/ You are f**ing with the best/ I might cap one like Elliot Ness, k** or be k**ed that's the test/ These are laws of nature that I confess