Seance of Shamans

[Hook] Nobody gets out alive until the cops arrive It's a dirty job but somebody gotta do it I cause more scare than Godzilla Made the church people on your block wanna move out Nobody gets out alive until the cops arrive It's a dirty job but somebody gotta do it My style is wild like pitbulls trapped in cages Made the church people on your block wanna move out [Verse 1: Crypt the Warchild] Every rhyme I write is 25 to Life Every rhyme you write don't even deserve a mic Crossing international borders with a bomb threat You motherfuckers haven't even left your block yet You're a bitch, you're a ho, here's a prom dress You wanna try to box with God it's no contest So keep on thinking this shit is sweet I'mma start a sandstorm and put you under the Middle East You got it fucked up homie, I've been a beast Reptilian tongue and my skin is deep Rumor has it they say I'm thrown off Until their limbs is everywhere, wigs is blown off [Verse 2: Jus Allah] Is that the cast of a death mass? Is that water in a red glass? Why, I'd thought you'd never ask, it's as legend has There's a method to the mad, it's direct and fast Disconnected from the guest it's a second-class I have left a trail of debt, checks in the mail Heads or tails, death prevails, never fails I will never get derailed, that tip is stale I will never get to hell, that ship has sailed I'm refined, mastermind after cash and kind Hand me gunshot pantomime, axe to grind Pass into the sublime have a laxing time Have a glass of wine, have your last act of kind [Verse 3: Planetary] Everything they say is irrelevant I'm an element of rap that defines pure elegance Elevating my residence, bigging them up I'm in the hood rocking JMT shit in the truck Not I Against I because I don't sleep on my stomach I rock Heavy Metal Kings and watch the barrel of the gun twitch You're talking dumb shit, hooting and hollering I lift the cannon and wait for the bazooka to swallow them I'mma do this regardless of them, I'm the original Dirty rotten scoundrel surrounding your pinnacle Block the perimeter, I'll hit you with the fadeaway Got a bullet with your name on it for a rainy day [Verse 4: Doap Nixon] So many days, so many nights So much money got fucked up, so many fights So many niggas got knuckled down for no reason So many cowards got guns but don't squeeze them Yeah, that's just the way it is I finally got a whiz that's ready to bless the sun with a hundred kids So I can fall back, Ralph Lauren straw hat Sour Diesel already showed you I'm all that I won't stop trying to ride on you assholes First week sales donated to Daschel You think I'm bugging right? But it's these zeros in my bank account That got me saying "Nigga, floss it right" [Verse 5: Vinnie Paz] My brain's vast as the sky is My heart doesn't know what die is Pyromaniac rap, Vinnie starts fires Only an ignorant thought ignored Osiris And that's why the enemy lost and caught virus Where I'm from Gods, Earths, 85ers Y'all ain't got heat underneath it's all wires I'm on some Samhain shit with bonfires My whole team animal thug and born liars You ain't aware of what any the 12 Tribes is You're a devil who tell the enemy where God is [Outro] [Hook]