Rhyme Asylum - Enemies of The Faith lyrics

[Verse 1:Plasma] Plazma's known to run a cult of deluded celibate women So don't be surprised if you awake with your genitals missing I'm a perilous, twisted, very rebellious misfit I've left men with no hope of ever developin' infants The indelible sin clique for wanted in several districts We search for potential victims and burn the suspecting snitches I was raised with a d**h-wish became insane and relentless Began hanging guys in my backyard from a chain with their necks slit I strained and prevented from being caged and then sentenced And I escaped from the west and became the Shaman's apprentice I engaged in a quest with my men to invade your defences Then I plagued 'em with hate and made 'em ashamed of my presence I push a razor-blade in your head then chain you straight to a bench And place a weight on your chest and make you state I'm the best Plasma, came from the depths where Satan is kept And the place is infested and plagued with the dead [Verse 2:Possessed] Yo, my fist made the first impression,this urban legend'll Rather reign in hell then ever have to serve in heaven So don't ask Possessed worthless questions, you'll learn your lesson And the answer's d**h because my words are weapons I sit in an electric chair until I cause a power cut And use an asteroid belt to hold my trousers up Been training since birth to harness the pain of the Earth Sold my soul to the Devil in exchange for this verse Stopping your lungs' breathin' with impossible puns f** dealing crack I sling-shot the third rock from the sun Here, hold this grenade while I tie my shoe-lace I'm straight f**in' up beats like a virus in Cubase I breath flames hot enough to power steam trains I'm so cold you can see my breath during a heat wave An army of thoughts gather in the mind of this raw rapper I'm so over-the-top I put up my shelves with Thor's Hammer [Verse 3:Skirmish] I'm the sick type of rhymer That's cold enough To run in a burning building And start a fist fight with fire More complex lyrically To boost my brain I stand on train tracks and absorb electricity I make souls vanish at night I regurgitate the fire on my belly and blow candles a light So don't, gamble your life With the forces of evil Sick minds that take pleasure in, torturing people I've been trained to sustain pain I'm so strong I can Condition my body by standing in front of moving freight trains Vivid nightmares, demons dwell in my dreams Where the whispers in the dark turn to devilish screams So I take a deep breath, feelin' careless inside It ain't no, fear in my eyes on my way to meet d**h So you never could wreck mics I murder you now and commit suicide Just to k** you again in the next life. b*tch! [Verse 4:Psiklone] Yo when I talk I bring the force of an avalanche You'll find me breathing greenhouse ga**es and watering power plants With weapons forged in my paragraphs I k** time by driving a metal sword through an hourgla** My reflection forms in your bank notes I settle scores And when the feds are called I teleport into black smoke I'll leave you kickin' a bucket you'll find my rhymes Written in lost scrolls hidden in pot holes in the pit of my stomach The devil just fell and hit the bishop cause I'm so heavy When I turn in my sleep Heaven and Hell switch positions In genetic cyphers I solved the code Heal my own broken bones with an overdose of stolen chromosomes Rampage on mad violent attacks So fly I can run through customs with a damn tank strapped to my back When I was, chased by the agents, I was saved by my trainers Cause the loopholes I made from my laces staged my escape from the Matrix