Cross My Heart

It's the visiting king supreme all heal kiss the ring Into a ? I blow steam from the families of the Mackabees Smack emcees watch them scream your majesty make them suffer The capacity of tragedy hold the crowd down like gravity Back the fuck off stop grabbing me hands off me niggas start to Bore me I'm getting sleepy I need some coffee, me and my wu-bandits We carry niggas deep in the canvas, body bandage, like some mummies You fucking dummies, you can't take nothing from me It's the longest waited, the most anticipated, the album amputated Scream the name out Killah Priest, I leave the blood filling in the Street I'm from the dark hills of Brownsville, the seven shields on windmills Across the killing fields, never forget it, tell them rap critics I speak in horrific, so they can never get it, I'm too scientific Lyrics explicit, I roll with thirsty niggas, theifs and killers Tigers, gorillas, faces like godzilla We stomp rappers and smile like a Calm-Della, we got iller Cross my heart both hope to die, we multiply, by the hundred Fuckin' by the thousand, leave me out ? so grounded Beatin' up your soundman Playa haters and players, we give um' cold stares Any last prayers Yo, Yo, concrete techniques, bomb beats and cause causalities My facalty, hold it down like gravity, rapidly Sweatin' like weapons to adolescence, ghetto residence Quick to pass since your present, state of the slum Kill 4 play the drums Face 1, their course was now, the snake tongue, I'm deep into this I sometimes gasp for air, deadly warfare Hot block cop and gold stares, shots clear They fire was on July the 4th, weapons get torn, fugitive slidin' off My force is combined, new world, 2009 Digital, criminals you'll make meals in cyber-crime Let's all plan ahead, 2 times, I keep the chimes to a great mind The head that you take, you're not blind [Chorus] We stare you eye to eye We tell the truth no lie We cross our heart and hope to die, hope to die High ranked officials and armed tanks with missiles, blood drizzle Simple fact, you slept on the issue, that B-boy started jerkin Joysticks a Sega, I was rockin' off 100 watt amps in ?, 2 fine tune it Ship enough units, emcees ask, who be those rhyme killers in mask No doubt, difficult task, the last in the square, beware Infinite amount of darts is in the air, I'm victorious With no opponents, I blast through components, with micro-phonics Watch the whole world live the moment, anything in time Became approaching this, are incompatible of speech, remains motionless [Chorus: x2] Hope to die