Liquid Wordz

It's very difficult to know if...

Northerners are puppets, or...

They are innocent, or...

They are the masterminds

These are "Liquid Wordz

Yo, I come through on cold steel on back of the snowmobile

I just came back from shogun hill

Make you kneel, face the wall

Shoot you in the back of the head with some paint balls

'Til your brains are gon'

Attack dawg, attack man, only respond to German commands

Completely bite off the burglar's hands

Triangular death, that's where I purchased the land

Built the ranch, strude deep into the Earth through the sand

Send the clergy emissary to the cemetery

You requested to be buried, with your bones to carry

I'm blood sample savvy, I name your first clone Jerry

Your second clone Harry, and your third clone after me

The fourth clone could battle him after he battles me

But your the fifth clone can only be used to tattle me

This is called microphone savagery

"Press Play", I attack the beat, you'll tap out or tap to leap

But we do not have to beef, before the Greeks captured Crete

I was known as the master of the beat

Sidonian MC speak, rudimentary speech

I released the Canaanite beast and sent 'em to the East

To walk through the streets sharin' thoughts about God and my beliefs

"Heavy Mental" it was authored by the Priest

We were tortured by the palm trees in the Palm Sunday breeze

It was 0 0 1 A.D.

Yo, it's been a long time comin', but I'm finally here

Solidify my spot and I ain't gon' nowhere (C'mon)

'Cause Ripper Mics been only 'vice

So I return like Christ, to resurrect the art of spittin' nice

The true and livin' it, physical form

Grab the mic and I - spit up a storm

Tracks get beasted, MC's get eaten

I blast paragraph from rough draft - the thesis

With strong facial features, lip and gap teeth's

I see through your feces like telekinesis

Build with Killah Priest in the chamber of Gizas

Special Ops Hip-Hop get chopped in pieces

Zero degree Celsius liquid will freeze

But at any temperature, settle melt MC's

That's why Canibus handed me the scrolls for infinity

What he actually gave me was the moment of clarity

It's complex simplicity, self-contradictory

Philosophical speak about the God and men mystery

'Cause we've been fooled by religion and history

'Cause the path to eternity, starts eternally

Accordin' to the Sun God, the time is at hand

For me to reveal the man, exactly who "I Am..."

I'm the apostles, we writin' The Bible and Ebonics

I'm Elijah Muhammad that'll sell chronic

Martin Luther with a German Lugar

I'm Malcolm X on your project steps bustin' a tec

Gandhi with a MPC, who MC madd nice

I'm Christ in his cipher shootin' dice

Inside my mind is bad weather

So when I brainstorm it'll rain strong

To Hurricane's swarm in a form of paragraph

Start from the corner of the pages in my pad

And nothin' could withstand the rhyme, when it rages in its path

But I don't brainwash my listeners

My lyrics give 'em a bath, without bars or soap

These are bars of quote, that'll take you so far you'll choke

What I have is like Lightening in a bottle

Deep as the writin' of Aristotle

Like Picasso but it's a novel

Spittin' in bars and flows, Priest the dark Dragon King

Spittin' graphic scenes, my .16 should be seen on plasma screen

My black wings are The Lord of the Rings

While my sword is bathin' and y'all scream

Swallowed your flesh to his metal intestine

If he's so much, on your rebels that became congested

And gnarls on modes, snarls at thrones, carve out domes

Somewhere in a giant stone King where the interest is big enough

To accommodate a Pterodactyl in flight

Priest sit and the Tabernacle will write

While Jackals fight over the poison Emperor's body

Priest and Canibus enjoy their memorable army's

Ha, ha, ha, ha...

A lyricist without with no master, a no financer

After the disaster I will die from laughter

Alright, let's move out people

I got a five ton diesel, 40 illegal

Hazmat retreat, too deep to say piece to

I pray about peace for you

Very soon the Goetia will eat you

The keys of Solomon will open the door to that bottomless prison

And let the Leviathan army in

"Liquid Wordz", split superb

From the foothills of Sykros to the streets of New Jerz

New Ark, I'm the rare admiral in New York

If I'm caught they'll award the post human purple heart

Navy cross neva say we lost, Dan Abram office and court

One o'tnot to think any thoughts, "Liquid Wordz"

"I don't know what we mean about these words"