Food of the Gods

Verse 1

Cannibal swarm doing tangable harm dismantling arms
Eat handables in Hannibal's barn like animal farm
Tropical storms, inflammable thorns
Leaving your clavicle torn when the havoc is born in classical form
I don't beef with guns I hit like Tyson and eat you young
The demon's son blacking out to speak in tongues while freeze and numb
Y'all are weak and dumb sheep that run
Deceased pieces and creeks of chum
The beast has come to drink the rum and eat the weak
When the feast begun freaks and bums priest deceased and done
You bitches taste sweeter than Swedish nuns
Cloak and dagger of a Brooklyn ganger
Shook and stabbed ?? the bladder leave a cold cadaver
Blood soaked and splattered
Necks broken with a rope and shattered
You're dead, and the shit don't matter

Gore Elohim

Turn rappers to crime scenes don't trip over the yellow tape
The whole clique staying in black Nikes like Heaven's Gate
I'm like a Buddhist monk attaining nirvana
Hit the veins with oponics .357 heavy the Dalai Lama
Holy Diver supplier violating the church retire
Supercoven Pill Press I should work for Pfizer
Left Hand Path, killers show the kid love
Life's a big slut, I fuck her 'til she shits blood
I get that Crip love coast to coast hood killers
These kids talking shit, they going into wood chippers
Selling organs to cemeteries and hood strippers
Big tip is cut off the legs it makes a big difference
Hemoglobin like broth I cut it up like pasta sauce
Get my weed from rastas, body you then I drop you off
They said I'm a genius the brain of a dead physician
Righteous Pigs leave the body open for an expedition
Bitch when in tight positions call it perverse
All I need is cool waves, a buzz and a working hearse

Verse 3

Munching on a dozen legs of munchkin when I'm lunching
Stomach functions loves when I'm breaking down human meat
True believe I needed something new to eat
And you can be the newest treat, dish of the day
I'm just as amazed your bitches remains now this is filet
First it's missing the brain in the kitchen for days
Then its arranged in the cokking pit to sit in the flames
I live for the taste and hey i feel empowered now
You coward clown outward frown while I'm ??? down
How about us all wilding out to pull your pallet out
Evil intent keeping it sickness without a doubt
Powerhouse working like it's numerous jobs
But I'm just moving the jaw to spit the brutal and all
So fuck you and your dogs yeah the poorest façade
Bitch get true with some sauce it's the Food of the Gods