Conjure the Legions

In '95 this rap style was impressive By 2005 most rappers lost the message 2014, rappers wearing dresses Shit is tough to look at like airplane wreckage Check it I'ma waste you the chemicals will lace you My rep keeps growing like Emma Stone's face do You recently decent I've been a beast every season My pen and speech is the reason I'm pulling wenches with ease And I'll take that Benz that you're leasing I'll put a dent in the crease and driver side leave you leaking A homicide call a deacon I'll have you wheezing in deep Breathing the beat I'm just meat Cleaving, I'm coming to meet Steven King, I'm a demon ayo Keep me outta reach of your children's ears This the surgeon general warning You rap moguls I'm the shit to hear Crystal clear, missiles tear through the fiscal year Bombs Over Baghdad, official pistol is you fear Fear not the ear's hot, your atmosphere pop Every bar souvenir, nigga keep your ears locked Dog you must got me chop Everything about me rugged Low rugby ruckus, my middle name and I'm soul crushing (It's nothing) Wiping the dust off the paper mate I'll leave a paper trail for my niggas like it's The Great Escape Save the date the birthday of the Bathing Ape No holds barred, bar none, I'ma raise the stake I was raised by a pack of werewolves in the woods Grew up studying Mobb Deep, 'Give Up The Goods' Now I'm walking down the block, half human half monster Stronger, full moon's rise I go bonkers I'm popular in Hell like The Lox in Yonkers Glocks and bombers, box full of rock launchers Optic lasers, 2Pac tapes and box cutters I ain't playing with none of you cocksuckers Make whores stop in the store first to cop rubbers Got lawyers on retainer if one of these cops touch us I ain't feeling what they did to Kelly Thomas Keep guns on us so they'll never beat me unconscious Listen up motherfuckers I'm sick and tired of playing with y'all My gun told me I'm a sucker for aiming at ch'all I am from a different cloth, no relation to y'all And when it come to me and you there's no patience involved The Lucifery conspiracy of Forward Pass Allah seeking while y'all are speaking the balderdash Cipher protocol, indecipherable ocean mask The Code of Aframet, I will worship the goat and laugh Follow what you have found, I will lead you to us Every single record sold is a beacon to us He a greaseball but he like a Rican to us It's like a carnivore eating the vegan to us [Verse 5: Crypt The Warchild] You can't tame a villain that's trained for the killing Insane in the brain off of the pain that he's feeling I don't tear it down I cave and break through the ceiling I don't spare these clowns I continue to drill 'em I bury them alive then stop the pussy from squealing Your music's all fool's gold that's not for appealing Listen I don't rhyme without a reason Money makes me metamorphacize to a demon Bitches lined up screaming murder for the semen Two for every one so I had to bring the team in AOTP, niggas best to pledge allegiance So cats are universal with your head right to the cement Look behind door number one And it might be a rifle How dare you think you can read the psyche of a psycho I got a demon as a house pet An arsenal, a crook with alien technology (what?) that ain't out yet My CD ain't biodegradable So they gon' find it centuries ahead but won't have nothing that can play it though Oh the irony, your flesh need ironing We buried you in a mountain cape but that was just a minor/miner thing They say you can hear the beach inside a seashell But all I hear is "murder" when I load the pump with these shells Competition might be good but they ain't half as nice I set the bar so high it interfere with space satellites Your shit is trash homie, please don't hype it Whatever we spit, these dweebs gon' bite it Your girl fucked all of us, please don't wife it These rappers is selling lies but we don't buy it I live off of three words: release and fire Y'all described in three words: weak and tired When I go to war, I don't mean I beat this guy up I mean I went in his mouth removed his teeth with pliers I mean...he no longer sleeps at night Cause I pulled him out his car and made him eat the tires This is Hell on Earth, may you all sleep in fire You'll be the dopest alive the day that Reef retires They know my rhyming scheme is a pattern of dying dreams I'm glad it's over, a disease to a dying breed A pitbull lion who screams, who's surrounded by bees A pack of wolves, your career will be over with ease "Nigga please" is a new motto I live by On records I'm still fly, y'all rappers will still die We all monstrous, Godzilla spitter honors Spit on the ground, pollute the soil man and kill the farmers Y'all all goners I'm still rocking that dope shit Y'all progress is hopeless, I'm a product of dopeness I learned from the best, can't you smell the uniqueness? Animal instinct, I can smell your fucking weakness The enforcer, change your whole life course The mic cords be recharging my life force The nice boy from north, I get the point across You on the balls, I ain't even on the forth bar I pack a powerful punch, I make a horse fall Your shorty wetting her drawers, I make a house call You get your mouth off, I'm not even here for y'all I'm here for reasons that have clearly been stated before The greatest to fall, equated to the falling gods The homie never been accused of ever falling off Supported by the most invincive rappers breathing air You gonna keep it fair, get your fucking people here