Altar Supreme

Intro:

- Come and witness this incredible power for yourselves now
- Are you sure that these machine guns don't cause no harm to him?
- You must be very quiet, don't be scared by his power, or he will attack you

Verse:

Yeah, yo, all writtens on parchment and acid
Dinner gloves come off I start trippin' like I was barehanded sellin' acid hits
I do not feel indigenous to this inhabitance
Alien inhabited, cut your body open and inhabit it
Chewin' cactus, bitch spazzin' like ceremonial Aztecs catchin' fits
No joke, I kick fire like a burnin' bag of shit
I don't bag up bricks
I put a axe to it, leave it stuck and then laugh at it (Hahahahahaha)
I wrote this rap during the crucifixion over the hammer hits (Huh?)
This is exactly what passion is
Next to me you passionless
Some Christ gettin' slashed dead with, passionate
Blasphemin' Baphomet
If God was one of us I'd roll a dust blunt up, and pass him it
Settin' screens, double tappin' shit
Puttin' heads in boxes like I was taggin' pics
Tryin' to rap with this, you a shady ratchet bitch, baby
If you think I'm having it
You a shady ratchet bitch, baby, if you think I'm having it
I drop it like this is a fall mic, not all right, not all right
Carry X-ACTO like Albright
Cross to your throat, look up to me like a proud son
X inside a trash can, you'll be found dumped
Pepe Jeans stuffed with Laos skunk
Forty in the bag, like the town drunk