Desperados Pt. 2

Lyrics

Canibus (Verse 1): The pressure I'm under Could wake a vampire from slumber The undead hunter Coagulated blood guzzler The rogue warhorse in inclement weather Sucking sour milk from a cow utter, that kind of pressure Muffle your pay with a muzzle make it sound better Then try to breathe through a mask stuffed with down feathers The crowned ripper The time tested sound wizard I stand at the foot of the fountain of wisdom, listen Just let these light orbs glisten Through your speaker system We can go wherever you wanna visit Using my world-renowned vision The black Kissinger from Kimmet Now how you wan' do this nigga Ya'll hear that? crickets I'm made out of bars and biometrics Jigsaw leave your spin severed Horus rise Meteorites streak across skies You wanna drive-through ordering fries (Gargle, if he dies, he dies) (unsure: "well must get fried eyes?) As the temperature drops below ice Fingertips put out candle wicks My muscles twitch, so lit I might try to arm wrestle you for your bitch