Satanic Verses
Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 7:21 am
Feed is appreciated and returned
Also, I just started fuckin' with twitter,
If I get a few followers from this site
I'll keep it updated with new lyrics and
Posting info. http://twitter.com/Phasewon
[Verse 1]
Ayo I'm twice as nice as your favorite rapper up on this mic device
Slice and dice the track, like a knife, that strikes precise
Life is shiest', Christ is here; I'm a spirit
Trapped in lyrics, I already took my life twice this year
I find your fears, and attack your weaknesses
I'll be right there in your nightmares and frequent dream sequences
Who you think you beefin' with? Nobody told you I'm crazy?
I'll hold the M80 right over the face of your baby
And blow his fuckin' brains all over the place if you play me
I'm basically saying there aint a database that can trace me
On every tape they erase me, but spin it back
The shit'll scratch the record the second it hits the wax
I mix the track with curses dispersed in Satanic verses
The mass and service was nervous to worship in Catholic churches
The pastor heard it and murdered his class of virgins
Just play my raps reversed 'n hear the Devil's graphic version
[Verse 2]
I'm a motherfuckin' cannibal with it, feasting on pets
At the animal clinic, when I'm finished they gon' think Hannibal did it;
I'm jabbin' a javelin through your abdomen and grabbin'
A shattered jagged broom handle and then I'm stabbin' you with it!
It aint an act or a gimmick, son I rhyme official
Every line'll carve you up, because I'm sharp enough to slice a ginsu
I can rip you, 'cause I'm droppin' stuff, hot enough
To melt your entire pistol when I let the fire hit you
So have your rifle with you, it won't make a difference
I'll have your baby with his facial splittin' gettin' eighty stitches
Rapin' bitches, drillin' nuns, fillin' guns, I'm still the son
Of the devil and you'll get snuffed with a pillow 'cause killin's fun
I'm ill enough to take it back to the place of your birth
Snuff you as a baby and wipe your face off the earth
Then I'm makin' it worse, by takin' the hearse, and sendin' you
Straight to hell, with your frame impaled on the gates of the church
[Verse 3]
The rappin' professor is back for a lecture, slash you and sever
Your back and then measure the fragments in fractions and patch you together
I'm more savage than ever, I massacre better
Than Hannibal Lecter in the ambulance strapped to the stretcher!
I'll handle whoever think they boxin' with Satan
Takin' hospital patients home to operate 'n play doc' in the basement
Freemason and Satanist, Jason is scrapin' your face
And erasin' your waist with the razorblade and then tastin' it
Replace the stitches in your waist with staples in it
Hang you so you dangle and your legs are kickin' while your naval's splittin'
Your face is rippin', now go play in traffic
You're such a major faggot, you prolly have cum flavored chapstick
Your favorite rapper sold his life, and I own the rights
The poltergeist'll put his soul on ice for the dopest price
I know I'm shiest', promotin' violent plagues, I hope you die of AIDS
While you open wide and deep-throat a live grenade
Also, I just started fuckin' with twitter,
If I get a few followers from this site
I'll keep it updated with new lyrics and
Posting info. http://twitter.com/Phasewon
[Verse 1]
Ayo I'm twice as nice as your favorite rapper up on this mic device
Slice and dice the track, like a knife, that strikes precise
Life is shiest', Christ is here; I'm a spirit
Trapped in lyrics, I already took my life twice this year
I find your fears, and attack your weaknesses
I'll be right there in your nightmares and frequent dream sequences
Who you think you beefin' with? Nobody told you I'm crazy?
I'll hold the M80 right over the face of your baby
And blow his fuckin' brains all over the place if you play me
I'm basically saying there aint a database that can trace me
On every tape they erase me, but spin it back
The shit'll scratch the record the second it hits the wax
I mix the track with curses dispersed in Satanic verses
The mass and service was nervous to worship in Catholic churches
The pastor heard it and murdered his class of virgins
Just play my raps reversed 'n hear the Devil's graphic version
[Verse 2]
I'm a motherfuckin' cannibal with it, feasting on pets
At the animal clinic, when I'm finished they gon' think Hannibal did it;
I'm jabbin' a javelin through your abdomen and grabbin'
A shattered jagged broom handle and then I'm stabbin' you with it!
It aint an act or a gimmick, son I rhyme official
Every line'll carve you up, because I'm sharp enough to slice a ginsu
I can rip you, 'cause I'm droppin' stuff, hot enough
To melt your entire pistol when I let the fire hit you
So have your rifle with you, it won't make a difference
I'll have your baby with his facial splittin' gettin' eighty stitches
Rapin' bitches, drillin' nuns, fillin' guns, I'm still the son
Of the devil and you'll get snuffed with a pillow 'cause killin's fun
I'm ill enough to take it back to the place of your birth
Snuff you as a baby and wipe your face off the earth
Then I'm makin' it worse, by takin' the hearse, and sendin' you
Straight to hell, with your frame impaled on the gates of the church
[Verse 3]
The rappin' professor is back for a lecture, slash you and sever
Your back and then measure the fragments in fractions and patch you together
I'm more savage than ever, I massacre better
Than Hannibal Lecter in the ambulance strapped to the stretcher!
I'll handle whoever think they boxin' with Satan
Takin' hospital patients home to operate 'n play doc' in the basement
Freemason and Satanist, Jason is scrapin' your face
And erasin' your waist with the razorblade and then tastin' it
Replace the stitches in your waist with staples in it
Hang you so you dangle and your legs are kickin' while your naval's splittin'
Your face is rippin', now go play in traffic
You're such a major faggot, you prolly have cum flavored chapstick
Your favorite rapper sold his life, and I own the rights
The poltergeist'll put his soul on ice for the dopest price
I know I'm shiest', promotin' violent plagues, I hope you die of AIDS
While you open wide and deep-throat a live grenade
