Virtuoso - Slapbox With Jesus lyrics

[Verse 1: Virtuoso] One slap and your jaw breaks, spitting in gods face, born between a rock and hard place I travel through stargates, tear the fabric of time and starspace When i feel rage I chew a steel cage and see how the bars taste My shoulder block drop a tall building, mutilating small children. See i could give a f** if gods willing I rape dieties frequently, this is the last supper, so buckle up motherf**er, pull up a seat and eat with me I slapbox with Jesus, use a brick to drive the nails into his crucifix, use the virgin mary cervix to bruise my dick [?] using history as a sparring partner, blow a hole in Jehova, my shotty make a [law of order?] Serve them like Arthur Ash, [?] punch through your ribs and punch your heart in half, i'll start the math I keep more heat in body bags, jack Joseph, clap Moses, [broken?] black roses, lack focus, detach retiner rap [bogus?] Twisted mathmatetical, fractured and cracked clavical My sense of right and wrong is on sebatical, the living actual [Ghost?] toast the apostle, vocally hostal starting explosions through both of my nostrals [Verse 2: Virtuoso] Snatch your soul from your epidermal, and trapping it up in d**hs infernal he goes through seven levels of hell and i kept the journal My breaths eternal my respirations recipricle, sadistic mystical viscious [linguistical?] Spit a total eclipse or two, rip your crew, big bang block the moon b**hes bight immediately, if not soon It's like co*k in the womb of [?] bring chainsaws to knife fights, flippin on tracks since the mid 80's [?] Oh you think you [might?] right? Well meet the soul swallower The earths axis shifting off it's south pole demolisher The flow bottler, filled to the brim with [?] I leave you attached to a bag, body or [?] Possesive of my techniques, like s's after apostraphies on private property I will mutilate you attorocities Methodically rewrite the oddesy, hot lava lobatomy, the ma** marauder I slaughter and slice your vital arteries [Verse 3: Virtuoso] In the ethereal realm of imperial, venerial to your stereo, pool bearers carry you to your burial I kiss the pyramids, b**h are you serious to hear me spit on Apathy tracks that's a near d**h experience The cliques nefarius we went from chariots and roping chicks with [?] under a different alias You [?] pricks pop sh**, [?] demi gods, you might as well just walk off a cliff like a lemming, dog So many broads my ho's [?] lazy [?] slash you plasma drain away, till your epidermus turns a shade of gray Lack of oxegen to your brain cause dysphasia, stab you off an insane razor the slit labias [?] your flow over his histerectimy, Vocal vaesectamy, [genital chemichal?] dopamire, ecstasy Don't ever sleep on the kid, don't dream next to me, cause i be hoarding organs for [?] recipes Supreme weaponry, omnipitent opulent, transmission through conduits, commissioned by [consulates?] Renditions so monsterous, to listen the consequence, is submission to dominance, that was written by god in the flesh I'm like Ganesh meets [?] a sabre tooth is my pet [I'm at a] revolution losing Tibet 15 in the clip and 2 in your chest, skin you alive when i need a disguise, i'm using your flesh Smoke a [?] with d**h puffing reefer with the grim reaper, satan sold to the studio [console] with [?] [dig deeper?] than the liquid magma core of the earth I'll bring the war to your turf, grenade launcher to the door of your church Before i was birthed they was sure i was cursed, cause your boy was the first baby borns with horns in a hearse [?] was first used to pick up all the pieces and [?] the son of god as i slap the sh** out of Jesus