Original Holocaust Articles

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Original Holocaust Articles

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[Article I] Watch the spider crawl across my open mouth when I'm sleeping Filthy deacon leaking sewage and murky fluid when thinking No use blinking, catch shots to the eye, open, expose you Immortal battalions with pirate ships and a ghost crew Oppose you fucking with us, ducking the cuffs Flat-foots, catch hooks and stumble, clutching their guts Ask what, where, why, and how? Who's on the prowl? Meet the Wu-Tang zombie, sipping brew on the Nile While opposites attract, detach for attack Blast wack caddy-shack rap acts with black gats No slack, murdered out in the back, the greatest track Writing rhymes till my pencil splinters and paper cracks Latest facts: Wu-Tang Killa Beez engulf the globe Pictures tooken by a Russian space probe, we chase gold Escape hold, now rewritten reality, mind-shaping To update the future, your face and your spine's breaking Earth quaking, breathtaking, amazing, stabbing Satan Brain invasion by my gaseous thoughts, expand the nations Still waiting for chariots, UFOs and prophets Can't stop it, couldn't master the logic, you unconscious Echoes in my mind, we shine and spark rallies I'm gritty like crippled train dogs in dark alleys And twisted, wet, matted and tangled like their hairs Rap Care Bears, you'd best to beware, igniting flares Gruesome warlords in a four-door looking for more whores Recently deceased, but living within your floorboards [Article II] Guess who's back in a baseball cap with a rusty axe Creeping through the pumpkin patch to chop acts till something cracks Half a dozen hacks, take it to fists, get lumped and smacked Trojan guns attacks and crash against walls like drunken bats That fly intoxicated by the lush tropical fruit Grown from the trees, I fertilize with MCs And read leaves, smoked out Killa Beez stinging your brain On a dirt bike, in your rear-view, swinging a chain Looking strange like bums on the train or boxcars You get shot, scarred, knocked far and dropped hard Rock bars when performing on Earth, spin in the dirt Then I buck MCs to let their ass know they couldn't fuck with me Constructing these dynamite rhymes, exploding twice While you drown in arctic waters with penguins and floating ice Slice your throat with your own shoulder blade, Black Knight brigade March through gates, bum the stage with a parade straight from the grave Dead slaves with the ropes still attached, shackled and chained You move, now enchanted, my rhymes tackle your brain Wrap up your frame, the jackal with fangs sample your veins I'm from the outskirts, where it rains shrapnel and flame Deranged, abnormal, and lonely, you couldn't hold me I'm drunk, lean back with a blunt, sipping a 40 [Article III] In the presence of my enemies, prince of the kings of Earth First begotten of the dead, no repentance, I bring a curse Sing the worst song of murder, observe a new age messiah Sip juice from a papaya, stir lyrics like jambalaya Guzzle dire fresh water from mountains, replenish fluids Cyber gats, split your back so our rivers can run through it Ruin stupid MCs, unfinished synopsis Attack your metropolis riding triceratops's Obnoxious, volcanic monster mount up and slither I'll smack you like a bear swats a salmon out of a river Shiver from the touch of frost, slip deeply into a coma Then I crack your partner's head with a bottle of a Corona Hold a pool stick steady while at billiards you fold I'm intimately familiar with cold silver and gold Slow show something lethal, Earth's like Resident Evil Knock your 20/20 vision to zero negative zero While these people of the mist bear children of twilight Rhymes move, faster than flash ran or time flight My minds spike like sea urchins, serpents now get impaled Cross and nails 'cause the greatest revenge was my betrayal Legendary vocalist, craft of lyric writing Absolute brilliance, flexible walking thunder The dirty age plunder was destined to take you under Seven is the number choking you into slumber Sleep for a thousand, every poisonous reptile Gatling gun arms spray walls and blow your chest out Inject sound into your spinal column emergency And rewire your faulty brain circuity as a courtesy

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