Omen - Elimination Process lyrics

[Intro: Aleem] Grym Reaper, your mission is to take control of the black hole perimeter and to eliminate the fake, d**h, dumb and blind n***as You must by any means necessary annihilate the meek zombie ghetto dwellers Now General, since you've accepted this hazardous mission You and your team will be equipped with special weapons Unleashing this force will create devastating consequences The normal equator of this weapon is pure sonic energy Blasted through the lonics chamber and the palm of your hand Use this force wisely, seek and destroy the enemy But preserve the n**ettes Do your duty soldier [Chorus 1: Poetic] Ghettos are becoming lost Shorties is outta their minds If not for the courage of a chosen few They stay dumb, deaf and blind [Chorus 2: Poetic] Caught in the process of elimination Until your fortress is vacant Losses are taken, mindstates are shaken Until our forces awaken Caught in the process of elimination Until your fortress is vacant Losses are taken, mindstates are shaken Till our forces awake [Verse 1: Poetic] General Grym What's the pressure principle? Attack the enemies at every interval And keep our casualties at a minimal Camouflaged down now I launch my offensive To Arm Leg-a Leg the defenseless Cause criminals and dons are relentless Murders are common and senseless In the ghetto trenches the stench is tremendous In poverty, our property is defended By shotguns, alarm pit bulls and barbwire fences If you're not armed you're in harm's way You're hunted by wannabe desperados and hombres I'm sick of all this sh**, rappers defeating me On oscillating frequencies, speaking about operating frequently With ki's from Colombians and Dominicans You silly men, traitors, snakes and reptilians n***as act like dumb animals in pit bull and co*k fights Attacking each other then carjacking at stop lights f** all you cold blooded race k**ers That's proud to be blood spillers of ebony pillars Black devils are worse than those of the cursed seed Foes better check their approach me the first G R-Y-M, you know the name I'm hated by the beast like the Feds hate Saddam Hussein Positive brothers ain't got to be soft It's time to start knocking you fake n***as off, what? [Chorus' 1&2: Poetic] Ghettos are becoming lost (Caught in the process of elimination Until your fortress is vacant) Shorties is outta they minds If not for the courage of a chosen few (Losses are taken, mind states are shaken) They stay dumb deaf and blind (Till our forces awaken) Ghettos are becoming lost (Caught in the process of elimination Until your fortress is vacant) Shorties is outta they minds If not for the courage of a chosen few (Losses are taken, mind states are shaken) They stay dumb deaf and blind (Till our forces awake) [Verse 2: Frukwan] Feeler of the grace as your body tone get laced You and I must verse to coincide our universe Relevance yo true that, prepare for the risks No handout, I chop your f**ing hand off from the wrist I detect the vibes weak brothers try to hide Inside, they ain't strapped for the ride, it's suicide I spread like a fungus, ran the Devil from among us Let the rain in the days in the valley of Columbus The all-natural cosmetic, supernatural genetic My genes, by all means, they backpa** synthetics Rhetoric, car, weed, bare blunts and cigarettes Sexist directors, crossdress infectors Spawn of a form of newborns who ain't warned of the wicked The Devil's technician, the division And smash into grains of sand from the hourgla** [Verse 3: Shabazz the Disciple] I hear rumors of war Enter gun shooter celestial soldier from the future The Tribe of Judah, Twelve Tribe saluter Marching with an army of extraterrestrial beings Descended from celestial peons, been fighting the holy war for eons Wise words that guided missiles, Yacub play with steel Gods use mental pistols and Ezekiel's wheel The apocalypse converting this metropolis To a necropolis, war of Armageddon acropolis Novus ordo seclorum, Babylon's the forum The black mind and spirit is at hand I'm fighting for 'em A holy war with the beast with the 7 heads It's your Last Supper, feast on this unleavened bread [Break] "All personnel involved in this ghetto warfare Proceed to Area 51 Do not let the enemy into your sector Block the perimeter, yo" [Verse 4: Omen] At triple dark minds should not aim the rhyme laser Beems make it weak, beings screams for their fake Unseen racist, your face traitors, face elimination And escape the bad disaster's path for aftermath I laughed and blast have mad people's units Weak mind created crime-related rise, can't f** with my blueprints Stupid, the end is near while fools give up the youth Yapping force action they gat clapping guns and beer Beer is done skunks and fear the other knotty set up To k**ers, you fake thug n***as shut the hell up I'm fed up so I develop the ill scheme to envelop These b**h teen sweated up black devil vessels I'll dead you with lethal style evil ogre Slash demon cobra in these last days a scientist take over With this Elimination Process You pathetic brainwashed n***as don't test the n**ettes [Chorus: Poetic] Ghettos are becoming lost (Caught in the process of elimination Until your fortress is vacant) Shorties is outta they minds If not for the courage of a chosen few (Losses are taken, mind states are shaken) They stay dumb deaf and blind (Til our forces awaken) Ghettos are becoming lost (Caught in the process of elimination Until your fortress is vacant) Shorties is outta they minds If not for the courage of a chosen few (Losses are taken, mind states are shaken) They stay dumb deaf and blind (Til our forces awaken)