Sunz Of Man - Who Are The Sunz Of Man? lyrics

(feat. 7th Amba**ador) [Chorus x2: Hell Razah (all)] When I say Sunz of, you say Man (Sunz of Man, Sunz of Man) [Hell Razah] When my lyrics touch the frozen, you frost the lost As I've rosen out my mental grave, livin dead, trapped in my head I know the ledge and still learnin, the ignorant brain surgeon Here's your permanent effect of a d**h servant to all satanic maniacs When I give these raps, your mental will collapse Back down to the surface of the Earth with these murderous disasters For all wicked pastors, they turn to ashes And prudent churches, with verses, curses Now we bury them in metal hurses, submit his clothes f** his tombstone, the unknown dimension Don't close ya brain yet, be my guest The holder, when I release the stress, unusual Runnin over you, with my rhymes with j**els, rituals Dealin with your spiritual reality, mentalities come from enemies Through the outer me, disbelievers get amnesia A trip to the outer galaxy, my soul leaves a white hole I tried to swallow me, demons don't follow me [Prodical] I be the planet inheriter, master, soul controller Writer of the lyrical manifold, I explode with the Craftmatic scroll Givin you a taste of d**h, seven bullets through your chest Then I rest in peace, then you die in stress I torch your carcus in the middle of the Dead Sea You drown in misery, lost his shroud in reality And through my mental chemistry life is propelled In this pit of collision, America, for surely call it Hell It came in text that I was sent as a visionary I travel with the humble, still bled through the struggle The last of survival, soakin knowledge, both sides of the equator Science and mathematic refills my attic From what I visualize I'm stranded in the wilderness I'm forced to fight, driven into the darkness Opposin war with mercenaries and devils With the Sunz of Man I stroll through Hell, defeatin f**in rebels But feelin the wounds of?, I let the lead pull the fire, persecutin the liar It said the meak shall inherite the Earth For what it's worth I teach my seeds so they eat or bleed durin child birth [7th Amba**ador] Tensions in the atmosphere so you're best to beware Or be burned by my flames of fury cuz I be the executioner, judge and jury And once I've reached a verdict your a** will be murdered In a second, execution style, decapitate your head with my wreck When I fling it like a frisbee, I know two LP's Could bust a dome down into three different parts Plus I have some CD's aimin for your heart As I shoot 'em, they're left, lodged in your bone and your flesh But shootin through the surface of your chest The fluids are still leakin from your neck, what a mess Can be created, when my explosive temper's activated n***az don't know the anger I possess, within The conscious capability of sin, it's k**in me Slowly, even the unholy can't control me When I'm on that different level, go to Hell with the devil And the God that ya must say I must pray to Before I lay my head down to rest, peep the thief When ya gamble with ya life, you should send over your place for keeps Situations made my trife, should you depend upon the streets? It's Hell in these days that we live in [Chorus x2] [k**ah Priest] Two kids fought in the womb One brother will be stronger than the other The mother, Rebecca, Isaac was the father Abraham, the author, one white, the other slightly darker The children, the prophecy, Genesis twenty-five, verse twenty-three The elder shall serve the younger, I heard the thunder Pa**ed out from hunger, plus I was thirsty, I begged for mercy Am I worthy to be the Priest? Behold seven Greeks I pulled the sword out my sheet, but the vision, made me weak Emprisoned in the deep, my mind risen from the East The wisdom of the k**ah Priest, now take you through 60 Sec. of the elect [60 Second Assa**in] Ahh.. a new era, I'm like raisin terror So highly mechanised, n***a die To measure the inevitable, be on like episodes The deadly technical, whose scribes givin rise to time Before celestial, don't beam my lyrics out precise The double sight, I take flight Through crews, the trips of night Spark synthetic flames, a meteorite Seventh Heaven burst seven horn to lyrics of thunder! And fight to strike snakes out from under Cloudly men trip six miles of flyin myst, words of the gift Playin tricks out the crypt, of the dark dense senses God's Heavenly business, count backwards, a Total Recall Deep in an eclipse, leavin our lip stitched You couldn't mind your business, so when it came! Throned to this rap, you should have vacated the premises And make way for Attilla, thriller, down low k**er Gettin civil, turn back, get burned To a pillar, fought, total loss, which way I swing from? The East to North, two in a row, one pitcher The Land of the Lost, on the Av. screamin "Warpath!" A mad cash in the stash, you can't last, a psychopath I packs a mag. in other words a 'matic Magnetic gift of gab, why need a j**elry when I strapped up under the booty? Doin major damage, throwin lyrics like ceramics With enough kicks, flush the bullsh**, you could cram it Along with the dil*o, straight to your a** like a field goat Hush! Your mouth's closed, so yo f** all that Willie boast [Chorus x4]