Not of nazarith
Just an attic of righteousness
With a distaste for nasty

But in me a dark side there is
A fire fueled by nitrogen
Light the fumes

In a lions den
Check out that #~!!@ running-
From heated ignited in

Africa central
Where attacking is simple
Tactics were meant for

The hands of a gentle
Commanding the temple
Of profanity's vents do

Demand that his pitbull
Dismantle his mental
Disembody his naughty body

Who host a jolly party
Of godly zombies and hotties
Who calmly destroy his lobby

Golly
A kamekaze a columbine killer copy
Cat

Drunk off of gothis and probly bottled aristocrat
Prolific teriffic
Horrific sickened mortition

With dark decisions
Precisions with
Definitions

Hes christened
A comissioner
Coalition deminisher

Forget the domination
One hell of a demolitioner


Chance the Black Mutant verse:

Schizophrenic, killuminatic lieutenant who is.....

Ready to finish what capital steez mentioned
Im actually timid... sike !@$)got im itching
To stab at any rapper whos (*##$ing about my vision

Im talking about my mission, and keeping yo eyes open
Cause a lot of people think but really just have no sense
And oh its, mr mutant hocus pocus

Be thankful i still do this %#@! cause ^!$$%s need some pro tips
Like... $#&@ing delivery, mine... is super splippery
Im tired of people thinking hip hop is who can rip a beat

..... but hip hop is who can feed the weak, unleash a beast
And have those good for nothing ^!$$%s off the streets
And if you disagree, then your iris is

Probably corrupted and proned to many $#&@ing viruses
Im tired its, chance the doc yo eat ya vitamins
You sick of mr winston and the mutant all inside ya (*##$

Now ^!$$% light this %#@!

Jimmy Gray verse:


Let me take over ya bloodstream when ya sober
Controlling ya mind, and thoughts, with alcohol tryna probe her

Know ya not tryna battle, I spit one verse and it's over
Have you screaming leaving, screaming he's a demon in October
Meaning I'm the meanest lyricist redeeming all the chokers

Blasting random rappers back, like I was seen in Saratoga
God given when I'm spitten, hell is freezing till it's over
Got these demons steady dreaming I was singing in a toaster

While I'm scheming with my ^!$$%s on the scene to taker it over
Yeah (*##$, we taking over. Casanova clique, rapping till raps over
Your career is over with, !#$*!