War Machine

[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
Mutilate massacre mummies that's comin' to maim you
Sit upon horseback with the skull of an angel
I have never seen God but I'm suddenly able
I was strugglin' with life, now I'm luckily stable
It's like a long cold knife that's stuck in the navel
Y'all are snake oil salesmen livin' the fable
If you ain't never been to Hell then I'm willin' to take you
Death isn't initial but I'm willin' and able
I will take your fuckin' food while I'm still at your table
The hunger pains is stunning mayne, feeling is fatal
I ain't never gonna leave cause Philly is faithful
Tully Blanchard, Ole Anderson still in the stable

[Verse 2: Reef the Lost Cauze]
From the land of lost dreams and broken pavements
Kids get killed right where Edgar Allan Poe wrote The Raven
Our great granddaddy was sold for a few Shekels
So niggas will kill you for eyein' some new J's and few pretzels
They might short a life for water ice, dependin' on what's sorta night
They having, a stabbing in his jacket where you store the knife
Get your beard faded, A-O-T-P we're faded
Vodka and Henny and then we're blazin'
The weed I smoke make you make weird faces
More fuckin' grass than where there was a deer grazin'
Subhan Allah, give the hammer a draw
Years from now they'll tell the tale about the animal Cauze
Gone!

[Hook: Crypt the Warchild]
Kill yourself, there's no way you can feel yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help
So if you think that you can fix yourself - slit your wrists yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help

Kill yourself, there's no way you can feel yourself
Yeah, we make it easy for you, this may help
So if you think that you can fix yourself - slit your wrists yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help

[Verse 3: Celph Titled]
You in karate class, I'm cockin' shottys back (Yeah!)
Fuck a stash box, I just keep mines on my lap (Uh!)
Ring my doorbell (Stupid!), and you're knockin' on death's door
I told you I said, "War" (Grr), probably what you got on them vests for
The shooters on standby
Whoever said it's gangsters in your crew is a damn liar (Fuck you!)
Look, all I do is rap and this gun speech
Lyrics I spit so hard, I chip my front teeth (Aah!)
That FN Five-seveN is a no-joker
Shoot a snowman in your front yard, you'd think I had a snow blower (Damn!)
Hyped for the kill, I run 'round amp'd
And after I fire them shots I'm doin' a touchdown dance

[Verse 4: Esoteric]
Yo, the flyest spittin' the murderous science fiction
I talk to these rappers like they're my personal Brian Griffin
You're lost into raps addiction, you cannot deny you're listenin'
If you're fuckin' with the Pharaohs, you can wind up missin'
Knowimsaying? Reminiscin' on the past, as we drown in laughter
One leaks a meltdown disaster
Fukushima radioactive, holdin' cats captive
Spit raps with the force of a Bullmastiff
Who wanna test ES, hoping that he get respected?
Who really wanna step and get their neck disconnected?
Akita snap the leash, rough and ragged beast
On my grind like jagged teeth, Mr. Fantastic reach

[Hook: Crypt the Warchild]
Kill yourself, there's no way you can feel yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help
So if you think that you can fix yourself - slit your wrists yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help

Kill yourself, there's no way you can feel yourself
Yeah, we make it easy for you, this may help
So if you think that you can fix yourself - slit your wrists yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help

[Verse 5: Crypt the Warchild]
These Potholes In My Lawn is wild drawn
Got Me Myself and I from now on
Hatin' lust can only make a love child spawn
Now I walk, with this cross I bear to die on
Ain't into holdin' grudges, let bygones be bygones
You's an earthworm, I'm a Burmese python
We ain't in the same lane - What the fuck is you high on?
Little alley cats ain't built to eat with a lion
Crash through the fences, I ain't reachin' for no pylon
Team is light work, trynna to fuck with an icon
Satanic spirits got you sleepin' with your lights on
Do yourself a favor, take this .45 to cry on

[Verse 6: Apathy]
Shooby-doo-wop pop my switchblade
You ever seen a dead body overturned, bitch maid
Your bitch made... me a little sandwich when I managed
To leave her pantless and when she called my phone I spoke Spanish
Like, "No hablo inglés", sprayed it all on her face
Then asked her how them baby molecules taste
I make her booty wobble in place and bobble the bass
I'm with God up in space, got a lot of squads to erase
And every verse I kick, it's like the worse I get
I'm sick, tell Smurfette to smurf my dick
My clique, holy wise men, Kings of the North Star
The knucklehead hooligans, that fucked up your sports bar

[Hook: Crypt the Warchild]
Kill yourself, there's no way you can feel yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help
So if you think that you can fix yourself - slit your wrists yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help

Kill yourself, there's no way you can feel yourself
Yeah, we make it easy for you, this may help
So if you think that you can fix yourself - slit your wrists yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help