's teeth so I can bite your head I got tiger's claws that'll scratch ya dead I got wings like a dragon when I'm flying above Shoot venom from eyes when
all his possessions Placed carefully As the ceremony began The sun sank low over the icy sea Two ravens circled In the clear blue sky Singing their sadness Thor raised
the office, niggas is sick of runnin Yeah, all my soldier, raise it up, c'mon, now (Bust ya guns) yeah, Kweli with dead prez, c'mon (Blow blow) (stic
our fathers And every fucking hater running scared like Paul walker I don't fire deadly shots Never with a semi cocked Just light up heavy pot and spit venom
commands, parsons to fell Iron bound horses, twinkling gaze Marching to win, black laws to raise Satan's army, shields and swords Crying "Deliverance", raising
ll fuck ya with a knife, fuck his wife Tell your bitch your husband said good night Yeah it's like that ain't no army that can strike back If hip-hop is dead
and repping my fam' with passion Remember its Q-Dement', you bastards [Esoteric] Tell your man and your parents we be demanding that Brandon appearance At a minimum my venom
right, all night every night [Verse 2:] Whose capitain gon' spew stale venom? Not mine... I hug a hammock in the bedlam And when the potentially lucrative race horse gets deaded
I saw a living among me Eighty-five percent were all-ray zombies The schools and the streets and the houses With thous with the venom of lion governments
up your eyes it?s horrifying, it lays in your sleep You eat the bullshit seven days of the week If you could look past your block you would be raising
sound when the steel pop? (BOOM!) Bitch! I will dismiss you You got issues, deal witcho issues I look 'em dead in the face, pop one in 'em and knock the venom
[VENOM cover] I'm in league with satan I was raised in hell I walk the streets of Salem Amongst the living dead I need no one to tell me What's wrong
watch the blades still their thirst Sodomized and victimized Postmortem tales i speak for the dead Sodomized and victimized Postmortem tales i speak for the dead
[Venom cover] I'm in league with Satan I was raised in hell I walk the streets of Salem Amongst the living dead I need no one to tell me What's wrong
the master or from the office, niggas is sick of runnin Yeah, all my soldier, raise it up, c'mon, now (Bust ya guns) yeah, Kweli with dead prez, c'mon
commands, parsons to fell Iron-bound horses, twinkling gaze Marching to win, black laws to raise. Satan's army, shields and swords Crying "Deliverance!", raising
blood of venomous evil The progenitor of black light Hear these words, that I speak to Thee in. The echoing words of the nation. And this world lies dead
[European Bonus Track] [Venom cover] I'm in league with Satan I was raised in hell I walk the streets of Salem Amongst the living dead I need no one