Sumerians

Lyrics

[Scratched samples] "Putting suckas in fear" "Explosion!" "Putting suckas in fear" [Verse 1: Vinnie Paz] Yeah, the underworld, the solar myth and the Osiris Cult Every fucking rhyme I write is like a lightning bolt Father of the first divine family of finer folks Fresh pair of garment in every kind of designer coat I ain't saying I'm the greatest but I'm kinda close Iller than Tato Laviera playing dominoes My fist blows through iron nose and body blows My young bull got nice hands and snotty nose Your team putrid your dream lucid, your body froze Dying is the only way you'll ever spot a ghost The rhyme dope like what Verbal Kint is to Keyser Söze Bitch get on your knees please it's time to choke [Verse 2: Blacastan] Black Hawk aerial, villain, serial killing Night rage, war brigade, rancid tirades Thirteenth century brave hearts with braid sticks swords in you Just to watch your life fade Perforating your flesh while scoring your rib cage You're now rocking with the oracle rhetorical mystical sage Palming, licking my finger while turning a page I'd rather starve, writing bars at minimum wage I'm never on writers block I got lyrics for days In many ways I can show you how syllable's pay Instead I'd rather kill you and piss on your grave Then blame it on the evils that infected my brain [Verse 3: Apathy] Y'all are in the presence of the Godz, It's the '94 Nas The Fugees without the Pras, the reasons you need jobs The dictators of Oz, Danta Claus or Freddy claws The rebels without a pause, but please hold the applause Known for breakin' soft jaws and takin' off broads' bras I'm brothers with Lost Cauze, I'm basically Bo$$ Hog Impatiently pacin' in my basement on my days off Tryna to figure out a way that I can blow your face off The Sumerian alien barbarian buryin' all you Aryans in the area Gut 'em like Cesarean Paleontologists follow this path of destruction To the mouth of a volcano after massive eruptions [Verse 4: Celph Titled] I don't do subliminals, I send criminals If I said you won't die, not one bit of the sentence true (It's murder) And in the first forty-eight, kid Best believe I'm killin' everyone who spectated (Even Bébé's kids) So they never shoulda [?] Spell the first letter of my name with a murder capital Tommy in a trench coat, mobbin' with Vincenzo Pharaohs been dope since y'all first heard the intro The worst words we sent those Our pen game insane (Or is his brain damaged, deranged lava runnin' through his veins?) So watch the roaches scatterin' Or it's explosives that shatterin' you from land to water We causin' a boatin' accident [Verse 5: Esoteric] I am the deadly vendetta out for the bread and the cheddar That battle B-Boy beheader, fans put their fists up like Jetta When Gretta broke her set of CD, I'm redder You David Archuleta, I'm that N.I.N.E. Beretta, too clever Me and the mic go together like mama Paz and bruschetta Birds of a feather, Pharaohs flyin' high Embarkin' on a money makin' endeavour You pumpin' Maybach Music in the Jetta That whip is better for Eddie Vedder To the haters I be flippin' the bird like Robert Griffin III Duck and an eagles bitch you ain't tryna to see no wits You ain't tryna to see the clique, needle dick Lift tickets on a Penn field 'cause I'm stayin' on an ego trip [Scratched Outro] "Putting suckas in fear" "Putting suckas in fear" "Putting suckas in fear" "Explosion"