Illegal Automatics

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Blacastan] All hail the golden ax, Excalibur Dollars in the swollen sack, rap Metallica Believe me yo, the Godz is back Throw daggers through your fraudulent facades and acts, marathon tracks Blade Runners, rock Cazal shades all summer Foul ball bunters throw grenades through your Hummer Your foul baby mother grip pipes like a plummer Incredible, her favorite vegetable is cucumbers Black Sabbath, smolderin' pots of black magic Murder tracks savage, none of y'all can't match it Jason Voorhees sinkin' y'all with the hatchet John Wayne-Max Payne squeezin' the ratchets Squeeze semen in rap chicks, how sleazy is that shit? Greasy as rat shit in a project cabinet Crush faggots in fragments, flip crosses on Catholics (gun fire) While I'm loadin' up illegal automatics, word [Verse 2: Apathy] Arms spread wide like Jesus Christ wingspan Spikes through my pimp hand, sixteen for six grand Triple six, sickle cell, bored of Heaven, sick of Hell Poison reservoirs, spit in foods plus I piss in wells Kiss or tell, fuckin' brag, ain't no rapper touchin' Chad Highlander shit, broadsword inside my duffel bag Ap is the man bangin' hoes, you're a fuckin' fag Fruitcake, jerkin' off to muscle men in muscle mags Muzzle on the musket, now I'm dustin' off the Desert Eagle Leaving 'em in fetal positions, stuck with a record needle Need to kneel before the king or wield a sword or shield Or force field a record deal and a skeleton made of steel Cash plus a beat, this is classic as Mass Appeal A mask and a gold grill and a vat is some Massengill I'm mass at the Vatican, a mad man with a MAC-10 A notebook and a black pen and throat full of acid phlegm