Untitled
(专辑: Violent By Design - 2004)
[Ikon the
Verbal Hologram:] The
lawnmower-man smashes, through ya skull with battle axes We whip asses, with Ajanti daggers And smash this, crushing opposition like we was fascist Stigmata and four gashes We bashes, the
faggots who can't attack it right Take they sternum and then turn em into my acolytes That's the
sight of blood, that make a
child stop That's the
rise of thugs that keep it wild hot I
hate you, say a
prayer to our heavenly father It's fatal, like a
NATO military armada We hotter, warriors from Atlantis Couldn't overstand how raw the
Hologram is The
mantis, who used the
flame rod You couldn't physically bruise the
name God [Ikon:] We smash mics, and blast too precise And laugh as we cast the
first stones at Christ We smash mics, and blast too precise And laugh as we cast the
first stones at Christ [Jus Allah:] We born builders, as life takes its toll Legends of the
seven, embrace my soul Transported off the
planet, by a
supreme force And told to return on the
day of Pentecost I
bisect the
ways between Heaven and Earth And scramble messages from God into your church Deception, blinds your perception My reflection outshines the
other colors in the
spectrum The
brethren, I
cease the
peace corps We follow street laws, engaged in Beast Wars The
visionary bombs, with military arms Aimed at that motherfucker with pitchfork and horns I
shed alchemy throughout the
galaxy To cause fire and ice, like Flames in Calgary You're trapped in, the
core of corruption Left a
fossil, in my path of destruction [Sample from Wilfred Owen's poem "Sonnet":] Thou long black arm Great gun towering towards Heaven, about to curse Reach at that Arrogance which needs thy harm And beat it down before its sins grow worse [Ikon:] We smash mics, and blast too precise And laugh as we cast the
first stones at Christ We smash mics, and blast too precise And laugh as we cast the
first stones at Christ [Ikon (Jus Allah):] I
am the
man who lives above the
force of good and evil (The man that handed down the
powers to give to my people) Live under laws of bald eagle (There's no tomorrow) Get trapped with the
trenchcoat killers in Colorado (Blazin spark, and feeling certain my days are marked) (Live a
life that conflicts with the
ways I'm taught) Fuck it, we bring it hardcore, raw and ragged Ya team must be hidin they balls, like a
faggot (I came with the
light and gave sight to the
sages) (Black ink contained to write truth on white pages) You're sliced faceless (Subjected to a
massacre) Jedi Mind, bombin your moves like John Africa (We laugh at ya) The
devil is the
bomber (We unaffected as we protected by God's armor) [Ikon:] We smash mics, and blast too precise And laugh as we cast the
first stones at Christ We smash mics, and blast too precise And laugh as we cast the
first stones at Christ