Under the star Orion I study math and Mayans
Smoke an el in Zion known as a humble lion
See the prayer rug, don't think I brung the iron

Rare thug in disguise like a Russian spying
Broke the spell, ten wicked witches crying
I'll be dead if I ever really thought of dying

Back to the strip, another full clip is flying
Cemetery's packed, need some more dirt for you to lie in
Talk through your body, full-moon psychics?

Since you still living, you think that I might be lying
Kamachi, Juju Mob, Pharaoh
My death choir sing a homicide carol

My cathedral guarded by the god's powers
Blood of famous peoples splash on my apparel
Manipulate the energies of enemies

Symphony of the most sinister chemistries