Hell

[pharoahe monch]

F-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-follow for now

For no formidable fights Ive been formed to forget

For pharoahe fucks familiar foes first

Befo fondlin female mcs fiercely

Focus upon the facts that facts can be fabricated to form lies

My phonetics alone forces feeble mcs into defense on the fly

Feel me, for real-a

Lets get the skrillas out the hands of these gorillas

Make the whole world feel us

From the crack to the cap peelers

To the niggaz in the back shootin craps wit the axe-wheelers

Relax till its, time for the immaculate miraculous

Thirteen, ooowww, the illest!!

To all my niggaz who been shitted on, lets get it on

Think Im gonna let it hang, and sit it on

The desk of any redneck record exec

I strike em wit the right hand send em a step

And this is (hell!) this is (hell!)

This is (hell!)9x

This is hell, incest kids under pressure

In the corner clutchin they genitals by the dresser

A hundred ccs of the uncut cleanest

In the vein, twenty-four hours of intravenous

To the left, we have right wing extremists

On a screen a man exposes his breasts wit no penis

Martinez, probably

Just as raw as lady saw esocidae this is (hell!)

This is (hell!)8x

This is, this is, this is, this is

This is, this is, this is, this is

[canibus]

Yo yo I feel like Im one of the livest

One of hip hops finest, elite rhymers

And I plan to graduate wit honors

But one day well all be a bunch of old-timers wit alzheimers

Lookin at our labels roster wonderin how the fuck they forgot us

After we done recorded dozens of albums

And made em hundreds of thousands of dollars, they still dropped us

We givin niggaz what the fuck they want

A holocaust, stompin niggaz wit a thousand man march

I aint livin in hell, hells livin in me

Thats why Im always screamin on you fuckin mcs

The shit that I quote, float wit the buoyancy of a boat

Wit the potency of a scorpion sting to the throat

Overdose thats extremely fatal

Doctors in white labcoats scramble for an antidote to save you

You cant breathe, your chest feels painful

Your skin colors goin from dark brown to beige-blue

Your whole rooms full of angels

All in your ear tryin to tell you which God you should pray to

You pray to je-sus, but he dont wanna save you

Cuz you unfaithful, so he gives you to azazel

Youre paralyzed on the operatin table

Prayin for canibus to slice you from head to navel

You banned from tv, banned from cds

Banned from dvds and downloadable mp3s!

*static*