Lyrics

X-Ray Da Mindbenda ft. Monsta Island Czars (ft. Rodan, Megalon, Kong, Kamackeris, Spiga, and King Cesar) - "Witchcraft Remix" [Emcee(s): Rodan, Megalon, Kong, Kamackeris, Spiga, and King Cesar] [Producer(s): X-Ray Da Mindbenda] [Verse 1: Rodan] Ayyo Collapse, find my voice with drums, string, wind, and brass This industry got you gassed like: the only thing of value on this Earth Is cash, so you're at the cinema, watching curtains crash Turnabout is fair play, got you hurting fast Fuck around, do a lifetime bid behind your worthless ass Introducing the Monsta blue collar fam, auction off Your two-dollar plan, third dimension held for ransom, facts Be wise, state-of-the-art, brand-new holograms One break, we take the test switch, wind up for the best Pitch, pimp the tracks so wicked they call this shit The West Witch, perforate you in my cypher's diameter Like pi makes, load the pump with pig grease to fry jakes Elevation like Vince Carter, smoking the zoom, the sonic Boom causes sky quakes. Peep my lines through A microscope, grab my neck, chest banging the flyest isotopes Powerboat race or with wind sails, blowing waves At the Sun, blue snapper fin tails, chain-smoking Red blood rain token, brain choking, shower the con- -crete with bloody entrails, Belvedere bottles The motto for jokers who follow doints, borrowers swallow Joints, use a crossbow. Y'all cotton candy, Andy- -Warhol-ass niggas ain't worth my hollow points [Verse 2: Megalon] When my man and me be pumping, our families be thumping, even Granny be wanting to jump in, prepare to be handing me the gun, dumping Randomly. At the end of the war, the last man standing is me You're bumping into your gun, panties fronting. Imagine Walking across water with Black Jesus after it freezes Lazarus clapping his knees, blast pastors and preachers Manifest mic magic, grab it, crack your speakers After the gunfight, you know what I want: the nose candy, B Done again thanks to you, my past life is trife, fallen angels Hermaphrodites, half-Christ, half-gangster too Gats and knives, bats and pipes, we even take it to the Cracks in the Rike's, wax in the mics, but it wouldn't happen If there was a swift crack in the ice [Verse 3: Kong] I inhale when I sniff, Kong blare, whisper Tales of the Crypt Blue flag, I'm seeing red when I split blood Colors, anger, stress. Time 7:30, find Kong in the dark, constantly banging on his chest. Who that? Keep squeezing, freaking leaking anything breathing Leaving all of them bleeding, peeking at the precinct, now we're Eating, live inside a bottle, rip Swallow, sip 'til it's hollow, write names on hollow tips Punch holes in your knots 'til you wobble, we're Hosing potholes in your goggles or your fossils Got bitches ready to rob if you wanna argue You can even ask God, you apostles [Verse 4: Kamackeris] Petty cash, petty crime, niggas doing petty Time for some bullshit like copping a dime What's mine is mine, what's yours is yours. Niggas Still going under off these manmade laws? Taking niggas to court like we're guilty When we all know the system straight filthy Cops lick off 41 Shots and off scot-free, but you? You had a key. You're going down, bitch nigga, yeah Remember me? Same uniform or same Family. It's in the works, corrupted Before I could see. You could die, nigga, and I believe That's how a snake just slither Bust a tool at your liver. Black rose floating In the river, rhyme tighter than bikini Puffing the boom and The Man see me [Verse 5: Spiga] Boy You see me? Don't see me—real recognize Real, feel the pain of a heart broken and bleeding. Smoking Weed although I know what am needing, but, slowly, I'm speeding Hoping I meet the Devil on neutral ground so I can take Back what he took before, snuff him and shoot him down. "Look Who found a better life," I tell him, drying my butter knife Dared to fight out of spite, his dark hand survived under light. Bugging Right? Maybe. I ain't crazy, he made me shady Look how he persuaded me to murder my last four babies. Lately Reminiscing got me vexed, checking my resume Drugs, money, and sex left me searching for a better way Forget it, I gotta eat, get this paper—where the money? Robbing And fiending got me trapped between starving and hungry Stressed out, I gotta get out of Hell, I feel surrounded like The feeling of flying underwater before you die drowning I found a sword in the dungeon, it started glowing I stopped bugging and switched paths, my flow the witchcraft [Verse 6: King Cesar] Your bitch laugh, then I smack her bitch ass Then I dip fast in an E-Class, no lesser Step to the mic with authority, the majo- -rity, King Cesar with all the seniority Excuse the flattery, don't be mad at me Unless you want this acid from this battery all up in your Anatomy. I'm shooting at the Police Academy I turned into a monster, now they're scared of me. You better scatter B. Yo, what that matter me? I think I'm loco This Easy Jesus got me in a chokehold, I'm hotter than The Sun in Acapulco and higher than the motherfucking Prices at Sunoco