The Ocean

The pleasure of killing.. is exhilarating

Layered in high fame... couldn't find a place

To fill that void... still get that same

Rash of energy... (The Holocaust, check out my rhymes

I recorded half of the album, in the same studio

Where 2Pac got shot the first time)

[Holocaust]

Park that range today, construction vehicles in your parade

I cut like a propeller blade, die electric computer ramma

Cause the death of Superman, city wide pride

I paint my gray piece, on the outside, of my tepee

Walking when I'm sleepy, you bitter for fucking weakling

The bleeding charmer this evening, passage way revealed preceeding

Lost a zombie called Marmin, a nickle-plated gat'll spray

By all time calculations, in fact; today

Intriguing, believing a soldier was an incantation of foul magic

See I am a large denial giant hawk, salt water crocodile

Back snap, who captures, a banning tragic

Before a rap bastard, I'm hazardous

And gruesome and vision in back of it

A vast ship, I'm outslandish faggot

But perhaps, in fact, my ax melt through your skull

Is made of bats, I drink Seagram's of indicators kingdom

Nah, that's a nasty gun, grandpa Sacrilite

Concrete island, Nassau diagnostic

If barcode was made from, and sold to a man who breaks in a disaster

A rap Quasimoto indeed, who they feed, bony fish

He's a fight loud, and when Sacrilite, attacks a lighthouse master

Ghost like Casper, my machete turn you white as alabaster

A river church, just a far from Highlander

The Holocaust, check out my rhymes

[Chorus 2X: Holocaust]

Mentally I injure thee, I crash past and simply

Sink you half way into the ocean like Italy

[Holocaust]

Tonight's gunfight, is a price fighter who wrapped himself up in bandages

Because he was invisible, six feet in a box wit a criminal

A gun march and a shit-it'll, all your feathers have notches in 'em

The future emblem and general, the modern solver

Look at the problem, dangerous using oxygen

I take shots of gin, how we get down with a few men

Before we leave here like Batman and Robin

Beneath today, the street weigh lucrative

The dark Superman of rap, kangol hats

Spin hazzard would, the Green Lantern

I get a lapdance from Wonder Woman, from the Sarcophagus nights

And holes in the wall, something that couldn't be captured, you want it

The dim saint runs deep, from the indian paint brush and trees

I'm as big as Great Britain, hold my rib up to the son

Like a girl I bought, candy and a kitten

Ocean and a barrier, I hit like an explosion in the area

The bed wridden, unforgiven, beneath the Earth, there is a land that is black

Fact, I exact, come to my dark king of chainsaws habitat

[Chorus 4X]