Pa**ionate MC - Animative Matrix lyrics

[Intro] After this there is no turning back. You take the blue pill - the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill - you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes [Verse 1] In Jesus Christ's name you will respect the beast I've completed lines clearing more blocks in the game than a Tetris piece Restless speech defends what the records keep I am where the beginning and end meet The infinity makes what I write breathe After life lies d**h, right after d**hs dies arrives me With a rhyme steed thundering tracks at blind speeds Wondering if beastiality's something denied reach? For nobody will ever f** with this animal Why would you test me when it's clearly reproduction as**ually? Cause you'll be f**ing yourself in fear of the ways My sick voice can transmit a listener hearing AIDs They're afraid and they're stuck in a (daze/Dais) like the name For the yellow flowers that Donald Duck pick for his woman's bouquet Only for me to take away when I slay ya' Have you pushing (Daisy's/daisies) like her mother when she underwent labor I'm the cartoon freak on paper incomplete Only sketch Walt Disney wouldn't keep He tried to delete every last trace of my caliber Now I'm in the magical castle murdering every character Illustrating a ma**acre, try and draw a weapon And I'll draw a sword to your vocal chords before You can register the intention behind its forward progression Leave your head severed and your life erased in less than A (terasecond/terrorsecond) I'm manifesting a global scripture 'Til quadriplegics sweat and pull muscles from the motion picture Scientists worldwide stand in disbelief From the footage of me spitting raw heat While under temperatures mea**ured at negative 273.15 degrees on a celcius read Flowing more than exhaust pipes I broke the cold's teeth for even thinking about giving me frostbite [Verse 2] If you want beef I'm the terrorist in an armed jeep On E doing hard speeds through the concrete Heartbeat traveling faster than mach three As I stomp clean on the metal pedal when bombs reach 7 seconds, the engines reving through calm streets Only 6 left 'til we're all dead in God's peace 3 seconds will remain when I grab the mic And use your mother f**ing life as a sacrfice Army fatigued Vietcong flow A k**er like the silver gorillas in Congo The head honcho taking this language pronto With sick combos making a statement beyond gold Illuminating light that would make the (son/sun) of God wonder Until you die from the rays like the Croc Hunter Drop thunder, spit (rains/reigns) in monsoons Dark moods coming from the Cancerian cartoon