The Ocean

[Intro: movie sample (Holocaust)] The pleasure of killing.. is exhilarating Layered in high fame... couldn't find a place To fill that void... still get that same Rash of energy... (The Holocaust, check out my rhymes I recorded half of the album, in the same studio Where 2Pac got shot the first time) [Holocaust] Park that range today, construction vehicles in your parade I cut like a propeller blade, die electric computer ramma Cause the death of Superman, city wide pride I paint my gray piece, on the outside, of my tepee Walking when I'm sleepy, you bitter for fucking weakling The bleeding charmer this evening, passage way revealed preceeding Lost a zombie called Marmin, a nickle-plated gat'll spray By all time calculations, in fact; today Intriguing, believing a soldier was an incantation of foul magic See I am a large denial giant hawk, salt water crocodile Back snap, who captures, a banning tragic Before a rap bastard, I'm hazardous And gruesome and vision in back of it A vast ship, I'm outslandish faggot But perhaps, in fact, my ax melt through your skull Is made of bats, I drink Seagram's of indicators kingdom Nah, that's a nasty gun, grandpa Sacrilite Concrete island, Nassau diagnostic If barcode was made from, and sold to a man who breaks in a disaster A rap Quasimoto indeed, who they feed, bony fish He's a fight loud, and when Sacrilite, attacks a lighthouse master Ghost like Casper, my machete turn you white as alabaster A river church, just a far from Highlander The Holocaust, check out my rhymes [Chorus 2X: Holocaust] Mentally I injure thee, I crash past and simply Sink you half way into the ocean like Italy [Holocaust] Tonight's gunfight, is a price fighter who wrapped himself up in bandages Because he was invisible, six feet in a box wit a criminal A gun march and a shit-it'll, all your feathers have notches in 'em The future emblem and general, the modern solver Look at the problem, dangerous using oxygen I take shots of gin, how we get down with a few men Before we leave here like Batman and Robin Beneath today, the street weigh lucrative The dark Superman of rap, kangol hats Spin hazzard would, the Green Lantern I get a lapdance from Wonder Woman, from the Sarcophagus nights And holes in the wall, something that couldn't be captured, you want it The dim saint runs deep, from the indian paint brush and trees I'm as big as Great Britain, hold my rib up to the son Like a girl I bought, candy and a kitten Ocean and a barrier, I hit like an explosion in the area The bed wridden, unforgiven, beneath the Earth, there is a land that is black Fact, I exact, come to my dark king of chainsaws habitat [Chorus 4X]