zoned
11-01-2007, 01:54
(Prophecy aka zoned )
With my words I’m lethal like the slugs of eagles
so dope that the class A drugs look legal
cause destruction as I’m tugged by evil
force the flames to board the game
enemies wither as their corpse is stained
onto my hall of slain, the devil calls my name
and my mind is signed to the signs of sin
so every line I rhyme there’s a bind with him
when the vinyl spins, I’m like a punisher shattering dreams
with the battling schemes to batter all fiends
to step into my rage, left restin on my stage
my heart’s full of impurity and my chest has no cage
so I’m rappin with the passion of passing
the fury of hell and casting a lasting
curse to be left on my trail of mist
and if ever you step to my hale of spits
you’ll be overcome by a gale of wits
(Duble)
On the tracks I’m fully dark like runnin’ ninjas
Flow like spitting swords it pierces and injures
Causin an aftermath, play up and I’m gon havta act
Have you chalked out like detention after class
But black boards’ll be those cyclical sidewalks
Make you reside at morgues just for prides cause,
Have you imaginin’ the creation of biblical cyborgs
The way my electrical manner leave your chest holy
Make you regress solely, for the purpose Im the wests only
To wed hip-hop without havin her disown me
Cuz I’m like Bball hoops she always wanna hang on me
Runway cuz she always land on me, I got my hand on B
Never letting go of the game that raised me
The dames that phased me, couldn’t tame or cage me
Cuz I be like tigers my lines is tattooed to the ribs
And if you still want it I got blazers like private school kids
With my words I’m lethal like the slugs of eagles
so dope that the class A drugs look legal
cause destruction as I’m tugged by evil
force the flames to board the game
enemies wither as their corpse is stained
onto my hall of slain, the devil calls my name
and my mind is signed to the signs of sin
so every line I rhyme there’s a bind with him
when the vinyl spins, I’m like a punisher shattering dreams
with the battling schemes to batter all fiends
to step into my rage, left restin on my stage
my heart’s full of impurity and my chest has no cage
so I’m rappin with the passion of passing
the fury of hell and casting a lasting
curse to be left on my trail of mist
and if ever you step to my hale of spits
you’ll be overcome by a gale of wits
(Duble)
On the tracks I’m fully dark like runnin’ ninjas
Flow like spitting swords it pierces and injures
Causin an aftermath, play up and I’m gon havta act
Have you chalked out like detention after class
But black boards’ll be those cyclical sidewalks
Make you reside at morgues just for prides cause,
Have you imaginin’ the creation of biblical cyborgs
The way my electrical manner leave your chest holy
Make you regress solely, for the purpose Im the wests only
To wed hip-hop without havin her disown me
Cuz I’m like Bball hoops she always wanna hang on me
Runway cuz she always land on me, I got my hand on B
Never letting go of the game that raised me
The dames that phased me, couldn’t tame or cage me
Cuz I be like tigers my lines is tattooed to the ribs
And if you still want it I got blazers like private school kids