The Executioners Dream

歌詞

*movie sample* "Inifinite...no you don't f**k around with the inifinite There's no way you do that... A painted hill has two sides, the kind you can touch with your hand The kind you can feel in your heart Your soul, the spiritual side; And you know, the worst of the two...is the spiritual" [Jus Allah] I'm leaf-twistin, but still kill your whole belief system I speak wisdom, translated to street diction A past victim of the government for grapple Now I slash you, I'm the slave wit snapped shackles After cash rules, a-alikes move wit me We murdered the fakes involved in the three-sixty Eighty-five face the truth, you're too dumb You burn and failed attempts reachin the sun I grab you and squeeze until your pores bleed Manipulate the earth that you formerly believed Even after you're buried underneath the soil Send a message to hell, nobody grieve for you Your physical mass is converted into ash Allah's wrath is engraphed on your epitab Spend eternity wit the underground forces Your screams echo in deaf ears of the remorseless [Chorus] 2x "You don't even wanna test" "Uh-uh-oh, you wanna kill more, God bless" [Ikon] The raw mangler, seven angles of Angular Strangle the pagans who stayed in the pages of Diameter Rhyme shatterer, with nine rhymes I'm hackin you The author will scorch ya wit the torches of Joseph Mangler Sended you to the squared circle to meet me To beat me won't be easy, you'll face thesis of Meche Blood'll apease me, raps are prehistorical Cerebral of cathedral that leads you into the oracle I'm horrible, I burn wit no time to react Rewind DAT's so fine I pull spines out the back In time I crack minds that's what the brain desire Messiah pulls as Mariah into the rain of fire Barb wire around pagans that read the Bible Genocidal and liable to just cleave your spinal Final hours, the forbidden fruit they fond as Iris Study rappers, bringin wackness like Abolo scholars First in line to try to battle me, I left him limbless Tragic rappers just a fallacy, I left em skinless Beginners, keep your distance because we might be vicious You can find me wit Louis Logic drinkin pints of Guiness "You don't even wanna test" "Uh-uh-oh, you wanna kill more, God bless" [J-Treds] Aiyyo when I rhyme Fortunatley I possess a Jedi Mind So the force is with me (When I rhyme) Son it makes me spit a fresh one So when Treds is done, even a athiest will say I blessed him And when my jam bang, better cop that F**k all these players who can't hang, get a jockstrap 'cause we drop bombs, better be scared 'cause it's either hop on or be prepared for us to lock horns We engage, when the pen sprays we wage war And then you know what they say, when it rains it pours So face us, 'cause you can't change the laws of nature We independent, it's competition callin us major We major threats who deliver, so place your bets We'll bring it minus the Moet, Rollies, and Avirex We just spit shit too amazing, just shit That when you face it you'll see it's a must-win situation Ain't no second chance (anyway), not next to the champs Because it's our freestyle that's gettin grants from the NEA We well in doubt versus these rappers we tell about ('cause us and them) Difference between takin a L and a bow Chorus 2x