No More Games

[Verse 1: Chris Rivers] Yo, I'm a dark Abyss Apocalypse in my esophagus breathing phosphorous while kamikazes spit on top of it Stomp the continents in consequence of your incompetence My consciousness, emits the kind of cognac that you vomit with I'm kind of sick Comets hit with less of confidence So common is devoured galaxies in lines of optimus Galactus of the brain waves Captain of the mayday If God required 7, than I conquered on the 8th day My Dragons reign is red pain Blood Pumping through dead veins Entire mind's my left brain Creation caused my membranes I post apocalyptic vision of warlocks and witches With wisdom placed from incisions of surgically gifted children My intensities strike heaven's peace down to the guts of centipedes And dead MC's who stepped to the Rivers who scorched the seven seas [Hook] No More games Set the world on fire screaming no more rain x 2 Rip your knees from your cartilage and bow to the king [Verse 2: Spit Gemz] 57th passenger, fouler than your pastor is My mind's arachnid, masterful, weave a web of massacres Ambassador of cracking wigs, casket full of captured pigs I rap to the percussion of crushed skulls and snapped ribs The fact is I'm brutal, my backyard's like Lebanon A lexicon drinking cherub's blood from a devil's horn Peddle porn, dope, soap & hope like it's a telethon The metal drawn precise like a draftsman-accurate-shred velours And level all in radius, my razor rips with gracefulness I'll split your face, the stage & pavement, lift the blade then shred the skies Everything alive is jeopardized when I've been weaponized I specialize in genocide, seven lives beyond death My conquest stretches from Asgard to the Throggs Neck Mosh pit symphonies, center of the chaos, a marksman Shoot you out of the circle of your seance, fuck fortune You play the odds or lay your cards and forfeit, ahh [Hook] No More games Set the world on fire screaming no more rain x 2 Rip your knees from your cartilage and bow to the king [Verse 3: Vinnie Paz] You think that sleeps an option? But sleep to me is like a lethal toxin I walk the street looking for meat so I can feed the goblin It takes a god's philosophy to conquer these concoctions Telekinesis between dolphins in the deepest cauldron Failure is never in my mind it couldn't be an option I went to Kashmir to see inside the Jesus coffin It's either heat or boxin, because the beast is watching Nobody ever wanted you, you had to seek adoption I have a lust for blood and that isn't a recent problem I have a lust for drugs, and not to mention drinking problems I put em in the motherfuckin' trash cause he a opossum I pull the stainless, make them shameless like if he was Rossum It's time to bring the fucking pain this is a demons doctrine I take the ox and slice you up like it was Dietz & Watzon Every rhyme I write is heroin, you need Suboxone Rest in peace, BLOCKA BLOCKA now you meeting Cochran