Barking Up The Wrong Tree

Ahh, Gatekeeper

Grym Reaper

Peace to the Gods

Yo (east)

Look before you start to speak

You're barkin up the wrong tree dog

I Rest in the East

Yo, runnin diligently, militantly

Lyrically a million degrees, niggas deadly

Lyrical work, dabble and dirt, gotta chase skirts

Offset the balance of the Earth

Niggas get crushed, rip it in half

Paragraphs, exodus, triplin my ripplin effect

Buildin collapse, maybe perhaps, strategically

A tactic, easily to over dap

Parallel verse, obvious verse, niggas disperse

Punish to hurt, fully torched New York

Terror dome, you're scared of my zone

Gravediggaz mothafucka, we're niggas, wear blood like cologne

Darker the tone, they're livin legit, clavicle wind

Lateral sin, step on the line, let's begin

Noteriaty but this society don't inspire me

Settin fires to mothafuckas higher than me

Critical ritual, hit you with the mythodic

Hypnotic, chronic, a gas state to a solid

You can't allow the above, reachin my broth'

Chokin your ass, without my mothafuckin gloves, nigga

Yo, we used to knock them cats that floss a lot

When you talk a lot, then it could cost your knot

After the club get snubbed in parkin lots

Or your head will get thrown like cosmonauts

Rich forced out, we forced the glock

And enforced the block, you can eat chalk or rot

My heat is deep, and dark and hot

Dedicated to my niggas who spark a lot

It be the Grym Reaper, the king speaker

Reach deep in your thoughts with equal the force of a tornado

I go to war, lay low, write scripts like Plato

Back to the war, call NATO for the new treaty

Rap diety against the F.C.C.

Observatory tower, can't see me

The sharp shooter, who pierce darts through ya

Bring it right to ya head like shh, booya

Tony T.I. is anti-derogative

The chief operative, ready to flog a kid

Who doesn't acknowledge his, melanin background

WWF here comes the Smackdown

I blast recklessly, terrorize the unseen

Impact, structural collapse

Hard consume, grow industrial

Coloured testicles, a festival

I kill you slow, nigga, yo

The deadliest Torture, the author enforcer

Slaughter a double crosser

East New Yorker's block (Oh yo yo yo)

Welcome to The Rock

If you fail the plan then plan the fail

To my mans in jail, I hand your bail

These fiends they still demand the sale

These Devils still command retail

The rebel in Grym provide the spark

To light the day and divide the dark

The ArchAngelic guides the thought

The Earth is held 'til we slide off