ebelishin what I relish with hellish shit
Im sick like a clinic
My pens a Syrenges
with venom sittin within it
whatevers written kills the opposition
no friction
sick ‘n wicked symbolism
that’s my mission my demension
cry a river as I deliver a shivver
similar
to that hannibles dinner
but im grimer than lector or the devil
in fact
Several levels above the devil
an elevator of hell
from the cellar to the roof hear my rebel yell
so cruel
on a pedastool or next to you
Either way I’m Aheada all the fools
the tools….of society
I make in my priority to stay frightning
Spittin mic beams striking teams
With lightning
‘n it seems to me
im the king a supreme being
immune ta platoons
I am doom
How you gonna kill death
cuase ruin steal the commune
‘n leave laughin a you
oh ya and I take your breath
Don't have Gibson's lyrics sorry.
Hook:
Gibson:I am havok, causin a panic
Turnin static inta magic
Vyrus:I got insane premonitions
Forced endorphins
like abortions givin on torchered women
devisein divisions suprisein suspendin
christians
Gibson:with descions writin and givin
precise with precision
