Open Mic: Heathen (future audio)

ya nuttin t'tig, ayo i'm runnin this shit
i'ma murder ev'ry motherfuckin cunt in ya clique
fuckers jump when i spit, yo i'm punkin 'em quick
like an a-bomb ev'ry motherfucker runnin from this
i'm old school, that's why all my drops is historical
and every fuckin verse i ever write is allegorical
phenominal, don't need t'be hard when i free bars
when half the motherfuckers on this website is a retard
so be smart, coz you aint want none o'this shit cuz
i'll punch right through ya stomach'n then tear out a viscus
i'm pissed kid, n'none of y'all can phase me when i'm irate
i've plagued upon ya mindstate'n slayed all ya devine faith
i've got gods'n mortals forced t'kneel t'my wrath
liquidate dimensions as they feelin the blast
that i unleashed from hades with my demonic army
rendered blitzkreig on the heavens 'fore st peter could bar me...
 
a succubi, i'll drain'n deconstruct ya pride
n laugh at ya horror as i come finger-fuck ya wife
fuck blasphemy, my actions only wrong if i say so
knocked out jesus christ'n strangled god with a halo
been left unchecked, the leader of an unholy sect
sold my soul t'satan'n then dissed him'n broke his neck
called my minions up'n raised myself as an idol
wiped my ass with the quran'n rolled a blunt with the bible
i heard that ghandi preached peace, but then i came to disturb it
exhumed his corpse t'sell it off to necrophiliac perverts
i've enslaved the world with bonds of iron'n violence
n poked through the eyelid t'blind the eye of osiris
i'm riddling the cosmos with the ashes of war
stand at the forefront of th'warhost with the hammer of thor
black t'the core, upend existence'n extend my insanity
and constitute designs to'bring an end to reality...