Technical, Digital, Lyrically wicked cold bevd you soul,
mend yo soul inject yo mind get lyrical Nothing was give
to sam reaw slay possess the god givin ability, kamikaze
Grab a mike like rubber guy & boogie knight of the Round table.
Nothing is given butit got me to thinkin I was born from tne
stars above & I was quariered w/ a shot of cortizone the greatest
grace to stage the microphone.
Now I lay my head down time to pray for one more day my side
to you side ×4 Animalistic, get monkey ballistics when I hear
the crowd go banana. Kamikaze, the one man posse the ine gook
guisy slice & dice & cut see I do it all alone, around the
globe & at home & around to the moon I go make me rich because
a superestar heyshala not jus strong like ginseng & avalon say
hey jokolo bz careful sam raw scay da one to save the day then
ran onto the other side of seven seasons to heaven with a resume
on my knees highly developed rhyme
Huffin & puffin roughin up enough I'm stuffin up coffins ×4
Now I lay my head down time to pray for one more day my side to you
side ×4 One more day in this done day so we gave you ganghis khan
repeat My cross thing picks im me create third eye visual scenespassions
of green & everything is calm & serene more grey than than the concrete
of society which seems to read defeat trying to create new shit but
ball can't do dat before you press delate move on strong to the frarehises
yes stay close close to the streets but I fear, can I go on day
can reverse role play w/oa headine reading 'Another nigga slain'
untame the cion round like fire show yall my game feel mine
Huffin & puffin roughin up enough I'm stuffin up coffins ×4
Now I lay my head down time to pray for one more day my side to you
side ×4 Everyday ta look in dar mirror ask hourself If you a
Huffin & puffin roughin up enough I'm stuffin up coffins ×4
Now I lay my head down time to pray for one more day my side to you
side ×4 Callin out all ya fake thinkin you da shit ya aint got no
business w/ double L.L.K. camp man we rip you apart Triple headed
warriors ganghis khan, III mozz & kamikaze callin you out like little
bitches you are. Throw ya blades up huh ya ain't got no blades