blood reign

Singer:jedi mind tricks

yeah

vinnie paz baby

2 g baby

army of the pharoahs

all that good shit

yo

yo

the law of lower man smashes

through your skull with battle axes

we with masses

with the?

that slashes

crushing opposition like we was fascists

stigmata and four gashes

we bashes

the faggots who can't attack it right

take they sternum and then turn them into my acolytes

that's the sight of blood that make a child stop

that's the rights of thugs that keep it wild hot

i hate you

say to pray to a heavenly father

it's fatal

like a natal military armada

we hotter

warriors from atlantis

couldn't understand how raw the hologram is

the mantis who use the flame rod

'cause y'all couldn't physically bruise the name god

yo the technique

detrimental to your immune

leave you in the dust

let y'all niggas choke on fumes

it's the tight mights

aerodynamic

gigantic

straddle while cats is dominant

royal highness

north philly's own home-grown cham-pion

purposely remainin' unknown until june

cold as stone

the stage

my home away from home

i

prefer to leave these cloned niggas alone

buildin' a home for lost mc's gone wrong

feel the pressure when my team come on strong

it's qd

don't ever try to. but can't the skill execute this right

listen up y'all suckas to what i say

breakin out an unstoppable. megatraum is fuckin' monstrous

hoppin' out of lake lock ness

every motherfucker arraigned is left top-less

quell my metropolis

like shit's cop-less

y'all cock-less

we stuff y'all in boxes

for stuffed pockets

yo my thugs is thick

thug'll crisp 'em

when we gotta put a slug in your bitch

spotting your dame

pharoahs we shottie your brain

'till a nigga? chains

the lateral game

like calgary flames

puttin' fire on ice

put me in hell

p-puttin' four nails to christ

i'm like billy goat gruff under the bridge and governor ridge

waitin' to knock heads off

i'm a mean son-of-a-bitch

with an itch to misbehave and wave a switchblade

in front of your face so close to leave your whiskers shaved

to disengage

or rip the pages from your notepad

and shove 'em up the hole between your lower back and gonads

the only way your rhymes would be the shit

you need to read a script on playin' gay 'cause you cats could eat a dick

servin' sucka mc's a fifth of the drunken stylin'

rippin' m-i-c's like a pub in dublin

ireland

hey yo i got a fetish

to see flesh rip

with my checks bitch

breakin' the bone where your chest is

i dare a nigga to try and battle

i'll put the sweat in your palms when you swallow?

eat mc's like chewbaca was eating cattle

defeat disease rip allah

frequently battle

make the hardest man fall back and start to squeal

haul a fifth to his face

chase the steel

this why i got pro deep and stay?

you useless

fuck! what i say leave you toothless

we oft condone and psycho-drama dispensions

paralyze niggas that put 'em in trauma centers