Pit Of Snakes

[00:00.00] The pit, the pit (Ohhhh my!)
[00:01.89] Yo, 1, 2
[00:04.56] Dun dunna dunna dun.
[00:05.48] All ya'll mentally dead muthafuckas.
[00:07.27] We come to break ya'll some information and ressurect you
[00:09.02] From the mentality of fool in this.
[00:11.72] Yo, yo.
[00:12.67] (Rza)
[00:14.46] We come away and chop the heads of these snakes
[00:15.34] It's better off they dyin in a pit fulla snakes
[00:18.16] Mistake inside your self, that be the first head you take
[00:19.82] It's better off you dyin in a pit fulla snakes
[00:26.66] (Rza)
[00:27.58] The marijuana got my karma glowin
[00:28.46] Gold armor, surround my body
[00:29.35] I'm reachin a high state of nirvana
[00:30.23] But wanna chop and imitate
[00:32.04] To bite, the livin spirits
[00:32.91] Golden livin tablets
[00:34.78] Transmitted by the Abbot
[00:35.64] Blood related king to King David's mighty men
[00:37.49] I appear in the atmosphere like nitrogen, oxygen, hydrogen, carbon
[00:42.93] Dioxide,
[00:43.88] Helium, xenon, argon, neon, freon, be gone
[00:47.41] I travel beyond
[00:48.36] The range where sick sounds grave
[00:50.15] You can't respond
[00:51.06] Dynamic semantics makes your mind go frantic
[00:52.82] Hand picked Gods
[00:54.65] Razor sharp be my standard
[00:56.43] Breakin from bondage and white garments
[00:58.22] Eye ball as black as onyx
[01:00.04] Hair gonna grow as long as a comet's tail
[01:01.80] Escape from Hell
[01:02.70] Watch the Gods be real
[01:04.51] What makes rain and hail, snow and earthquakes?
[01:07.32] Goin through crisis, or mad devices
[01:09.13] I thought girls was made of sugar and spices
[01:11.90] Always wanted to fuck 'em like Isis
[01:13.68] While others bow down, Percival, Cyrus
[01:15.47] I'm inside my lab stabbin rhymes on black papyrus
[01:18.15] Your weight couldn't measure a snow flake
[01:19.90] How you gonna shine on a God while you rotate
[01:22.63] I dislocate your head, your neck, your back, your legs, your kneecap
[01:27.14] Back smack your ass bitch
[01:28.96] And splatter your gall bladder
[01:30.79] My mathematical data
[01:31.68] Terror far beyond the stars of William Shatner
[01:34.30] The rattler can't deport on my speed of thought
[01:37.19] Then escape New York in East London or import
[01:39.86] (Gatekeeper)
[01:40.74] Stronger currents than my brains runnin rapid
[01:42.59] Hereditary practice pierce hoes through metal jackets
[01:45.29] War commander Niggas get caught up in the exhaust pipe
[01:47.93] Get the frost right or suffer frost bite
[01:50.60] Isle of the King Maniac barbarian, sort of Romanian
[01:55.16] Underground, subterranean
[01:56.09] Five stepper grandson of Nefar The rest of ya'll heffers,
[01:59.67] Thimble Ya'll resembled Uncle Fester
[02:02.39] God biding escape Through telepathic gates
[02:04.24] Integrate, causin one mind to elevate
[02:07.80] Stagnate competition, like an earthquake
[02:09.61] Causin the earth to shake On release day, diggin more graves
[02:13.30] Master 4 tay or black cherries block
[02:15.01] Freshly picked out the cemetary, bear the plot
[02:17.72] (Grym Reaper)
[02:29.10] Yo, projectiles lace the project ailes
[02:31.84] Organic, saw panic when I wreck shit and smile
[02:34.65] With more props than New York City got blocks
[02:37.30] I cripple your whole knot till your air drip of snot
[02:40.02] First encounter of Hell, is facin Grym
[02:42.73] Lacin human shells with radiation untill cell mutation begins
[02:46.35] To permeate flesh
[02:48.12] Like skins bein pressed And barb wire, steel mesh
[02:50.86] As 200 nerve endings record the pain
[02:53.50] I cut like the Wu-Tang sword hittin the brain
[02:56.29] The main issue for invasion of your brain tissue
[02:58.95] Is your dismissal, nigga I reign official
[03:02.58] I lack fear like a black bear Slash your chest area open
[03:05.39] And have the whole world soakin within your hemoglobin
[03:08.05] Then blast, your lyrics be on face and astrophysics
[03:10.74] You couldn't be your ... if you were Noriega's chemist
[03:12.54] Bustin' the mic like Brooklyn fire hydrants in the summer
[03:16.14] Bangin like a Forerunner
[03:17.94] Lyrically my formula is C-4 to the third power
[03:21.58] Of ice, fire, and water
[03:22.44] This equation causes manslaughter Torture upon the microphone
[03:26.91] With the type of poem
[03:28.77] The strikes like a poem with a baseball bat
[03:31.42] Why waste the track, I'm better than all of that!
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