(So for all y`all niggaz out there that be puffin` shit
when the music go on, y`all listen to this alright?)
(Rzarector)
Let`s get it on ock, N` watch the spot get blown
I be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem
From the mists of the darkness, I come with this
Hittin` straight to the chest, like a Primatene mist
Rzarector, yah! The fanatical type
I`m like a bat in the night, when it`s time to take flight
Here I am, in the flesh, N` yes I love sess
I`m obsessed by the sounds, the track posess
Intellectual killa, special majestical
Ropin` up the devils, have `em hangin` from my testicles
Nowhere to run to, baby
There`s nowhere to hide
(Grym Reaper)
Ahh... fuck it!
Another day, another ducat
From here to Nantucket MC`s kick the bucket
I`m rugged ruff flow-in` up till I bust
While other rappers is flatter than a white girl`s butt
I manifest my name N` the reason I came in the first place
Word, shake your brain like an earthquake
A lot of people admit that I am raw
I cover my ass like a V-I-M store
My forms are real wicked like Dahmer
A whole mob of a lot of niggaz is like a meal ticket
It`s nowhere to run to, baby
It`s nowhere to hide
(Gatekeeper)
Yo
As a child, a bad seed was on the prowl
Runnin` mad wild, cuz death was my style
The crazy, maniac, yo lunatic
I circle like a shark when the fresh blood drips
Needles to the pen now you`re in
I eat `em then I feed `em, chop chop rippin` sheets from your skin
Terror is in, with the RZA N` the Grym
Problem one now begins, hah!
Streak up your skull to the sides of a freedom
Record to the meter, so tell me who could be