Rhyme Asylum - Unreasonable lyrics

[Diabolic] There's no question if I'm ill or not, unfold the k**er's plot To blind the eye on the pyramid and destroy the buildin' blocks I take tequila shots with six packs of Miller And you're no match like caterpillars attackin' silverback gorillas It's like a storm swept in the form of a war weapon Who'd have your broad stressin', chasin' my balls like dogs fetchin' Born legend, swingin' Liquid Swords with the force Of missiles launched in a Pacific-Northwest collision course I'm not like the rest, I'm cut from a different cloth Worshiped like a Christian corpse nailed to a religious cross You've bitten off more than you can chew, your sh** is soft You hear the hunger in my voice, I hear the b**h in yours I don't Dance With The Devil, I'm just sittin' back Clickin' gats, poppin' his choreographer on hidden tracks Rippin' cats with Skirmish, Plazma and Leatherface While Psiklone and Possessed disgrace anyone who test their fate [Hook] Test your fate, give me a reason to set it straight Give me a reason to make your body levitate Give me a reason to teach lessons and educate f** it, I'ma leave you bleedin' I don't even need a reason [Psiklone] Switch stars and stripes and American eagles Arm the president's people with carving knives and h**n needles Delay the afterlife, suspendin' the sequel Self-injecting the lethal T-Virus from Resident Evil Vicious jackal, black zodiac star sign The horse whisperer, turning Pegasus to the dark side In a State of Lunacy, literally losin' my mind I had an infernal affair with Lucifer's wife I sleep balancin' on sharpened javelins Who needs a pa**port when you're born with dragon wings? Godforsaken angel When it comes to blood I'll drink Dracula under the operating table Turn eternal hellfire to ice, high as a kite Smoking the blunt side of a knife Desert mouth, jaw full of cactus spikes Parasites feeding off the decaying corpse of the Antichrist [Hook] [Possessed] I suspect I'm losin' the plot Sleep with a battle axe and rest my head on an executioner's block Refuse to be a flash in the pan When opportunity knocks, I bang back with battering rams View the future through all-seeing eyes Unsheathe my knife, carve the date of my d**h in the Tree of Life Jesus Christ… If I get cold feet, I'll walk on water 'til I turn the sea to a sheet of ice Pry open the jaws of depression, force whole packs of Prozac Washed down with scorpion venom Sorcerer with a morbid obsession, four notorious henchmen Guarding my doors of perception I turn Brokeback Mountain to Hamburger Hill f** a blacksmith, I forge axes from nerves of steel Embodiment of decrepitude f** s**ual diseases, my ejaculation leaves exit wounds [Hook] [Plazma] Head semi-detached, emerged from the grave The living deceased in a permanent state of murderous rage I was burned at the stake, rose from the ashes With a thirst for human flesh, no emotional baggage No close companions, don't show compa**ion Unleashin' my demons secretly seekin' holy sanction Straight horrorcore, never did follow law The insane and sagely sodden-faced god of war It's been this way forever, a basement dweller Forever plottin' my apocalyptic reign of terror Possess the emperor of Rome's treacherous soul Reclaim supreme status and rea**emble the throne The Night of the Living Dead, you'll die a horrific d**h Your last image; a masked figure lighting a cigarette It's Diabolic and Rhyme Asylum in full effect We'll never compromise, be silenced or put to rest