'll rain on your parade with silver razor blades I'm creepin over the fence crawlin through your back yard My mind states intense Savage penetration on
full of jacks Not to turn the perephiful terminal diamondbacks My mind's with pompay as my mouth is with the bomb bayers Watch out, my powerhouse, watch
rain on your parade with silver razor blades I'm creepin over the fence crawlin through your back yard my mind states intense savage penetration on
not Yo, guess who's back with the sequel Oh yeah, just do it, oh yeah, just do it Now in the beginning, the light shined so bright Within the city of my mind
"Am I a good man? ..." [Ghostface Killah] Take my hands out my pockets you can see my thumbs Both of them turned green, from countin the ones Memorized
My mind don't slack I'm totally focused on beating up tracks Monsterous music to beat in your 'lac 1000 watt amp with woofers in back Lean to da left
This is the name that came to alter the game Not like these rappers who spit it the same Separate lames from they chain My mind don't slack I'm totally
Reminiscent of that joke we used to say when we were snotty nose My purpose got defeated when my mind turned paraplegic Plus I failed my Civil Service
spray can not a gun in my hand. I got 4 clips of innocence. Blaster gas. Leave them speechless I'm sketching pieces while the cats is killin my thesis. It's hard to find peace of mind
? My mind hazy and my thoughts, they get distorted I know my good and bad deeds both get recorded You do right so your soul can last But my role was cast
when we begin to assassinate your cast members Dig it, cool calm collect in my perspective Search the premises, I leave no clues for detectives My verbal impact across your back
on my telephone, n-gga kiss my mighty ass, best friend just had a baby, my pop just passed away, so I drown my thoughts in a bottle, and my dreams just
up my eyes there's no limit in them skies When Ready 2 Die was a sick part of my life Pummin that .45, plotting to pop my mind Then that crooked eye
streets my name And heat's my game, 'cause I'm the type To leak your frame, give you a slap With the cast, you can meet my pain Defeat I bring, to the
chin I know magic, Houdini woulda hound dog my balls Been known to cast illusions throughout Shangri-la walls I keep it bloody, me and my buddy beyond
choose Don't you hear the ghostly calls? Or do you hide behind your walls? (Jumpsteady) Spiraling back into my past The nightmare upon my mind is cast
Don't you hear the ghostly calls? Or do you hide behind your walls? (Jumpsteady) Spiraling back into my past The nightmare upon my mind is cast
, The sound, the scratch, electroclash, the revelation, kickin' ya ass!! The new phenomenon taking over town, Feel the force, coming over ground. I feel so electric, it really blows my mind