Chinese Water Torture

I'm on a killing spree

the Cantonese, torturing

painting a picture, with a paintbrush

in water color of genies

holding the key, vitality

it's all you need, if your a different being

it will be a different color, when you bleed

accurately punctured from needles in you nervous system

are like the seaman, not water soluble, because of the attributes of yin yang and do

when I cut you simultaneously, like *whang* killing you too quickly

if I were to bang, witness thee, I hang you in aqua

sending electric shocks to open up all your chakkras

and when I do, all set plants will biochemically plant water beads on your brain

while putting salt water on open wounds to have you in pain

*suf-suf-suffer chinese water torture, my word is water*

four score, the verbal hologram is verbal war

Chinese water torture into your molecular structure

ancient scholars wondering where they've seen us

Babylon's hanging gardens and the temple of Artemis

the Hologram, crushing you to grains of sand

lawnmower man, computer generated battles of the unseen hand

internal bleeding, I bed my seeding with deadly arrows

fly like sparrows, and get destroyed by the army of the pharaohs

cyborg, divine borg to the womb

alive you will see traveling loons from ???

the ancient palace, the ancient chalice

mystical like Aurora Borealis

the palace of pain, y'all want get kicked up in flame

half Abel, half Caine, get slain by the verbal flame

bring forth the sights of Annunaki Elohim

images of the 24 supreme

ripping out your spleen

distributing gang green through out your team

lord of the rings brings deadly hologramic dreams

And my basement's an arrangement of different torture devices

suf-suf-suffer chines water torture, my word is water

And my basement's an arrangement of different torture devices

suf-suf-suffer chines water torture, my word is water

You hear the pounding in your head

when I hit the disc gong, the vibrations will start circulation

of gongs, the body's meridians and everything

that has pores, even obsidians

with the creek moisture, in this part of the torture

I'll anoint ya

with ??? pouring liquids and cleanse

and you'll feel as if you were diving in the oceans

and guard the bends

the elements of the seeds

to cure all disease

now tell me if you're unpleased

I'll treat you like a dog and never wash off your fleas

have you waiting till I fill your bowels

with a fish bowl full of frenzying and hungry sea monkeys

suffering have internal mange

you'll have to consort to the king for change

look in the mirror of souls, see exactly where your flaws be

leaving your squad dead on the side of the road like Ennis Cosby

the Hologram, eliminating the Earth's population

matrix field basics of organic manipulation

Ikon, dwell in the forest like the Ewoks

we rot, for following the prophetic books of Ennox

in the treetops, hang over your cipher like a ninja

within the perimeters of the disagreeable sinner

And my basements an arrangement of different torture devices

suffer chines water torture, my word is water

And my basements an arrangement of different torture devices

suf-suf-fer chines water torture, my word is water