Fear

[Verse 1: Prevail] I perforate my verses straight 6 o'clock Reverberate the verbs, surround the noun, ground the pound the starting block Martyrs on the rocks disengaged I threw them over Cliffside, from hangman's bluff that's their brains on heavy boulders Ready the soldier's up, parascope, Red October Elves and ogres, and hell raisers to focus On pin head, a thin thread, is what holds your life together Nas measure anatomy Take pleasure in the taxidermy Your raps whack poetic You rap whack pathetic Leave you in a house of wax like a museum figure deadened Strike a match, melt a candle Blend the ammo with the cammo Then go * with my famo, its like third rail to * Prevail make you read brail And eat nails, and swallow glass Remain anonymous like Rass Kass, life's a blast At total recall, you speak in hallow holograms My tidal wave fire even drown the likes of Auquaman [Hook: Madchild] We the last of our breed The actors with masters degrees Im a raptor, attack than ill feed And after I capture the last of these thieves You’ll hear laughter, im back on my path let me breathe Dastardly deeds, Inglorious bastards, notorious masters The last of our breed we are bastards indeed The last we will smash till you have to believe [Verse 2: Madchild] Yeah, I love god He has made me very lethal Destroy evil, I dont really like people Never met an animal I didn't like, couldn't bite Smash a rapper into pieces when I hit a mic Equip a baseball bat thats full of wooden spikes Walking down the dim-lit street call me the hooded knight I drop a match and set a tank full of petroleum Then moonwalk across Lemoniun, its pandemonium Battle plan is that of an apache resistance Imagining ten dragons with flags in the distance Skull and double axes Troubled brother action Ninjas doing double back flips, on that shit Social distortion, black flags faction Bad brained wasted youth have interaction Punk-rock mind-state, hair dyed leopard print Fresh like peppermint, darker than a second tint [Hook] [Verse 3: Snak The Ripper] Yeah I'm the product of narcotics Exotic drugs and Raw Ebonics Any social-social on grandma's antibiotics Smoking hydroponics Bumping ladi-dadi with a 20 year old hottie on my dick doing Pilates Like Piper, I stay Rowdy, Rowdy You in a diaper on a tricycle, trying to keep up with a Mazerati Every week catching a body, see me dancing on a cop car Strapped with C4, screaming out Allah Akbar You've got a fear of death, I'm more afraid of livin slow So I stay driven till my goal is met, or till I lose control Nobody can save me I'm completely out my mind The only ones that doubt me are completely fucking blind [Hook]