Imminent Armageddon II

[Produced by 123InDaPlaceToBe]

[Intro: ThaHipHopHead & (Almighty U-Sorcerer)]
You thought it was over?
We’re demons within the grace of God
(He is faithful and just to forgive us for our sins)
Who the fuck can stop us now?

[Verse 1: gamemast15r]
Live from Pennsylvania with a pencil and eraser
Stem from all the hatred, only spit the phlegm cause I’m the apex
Imminent Armageddon like Bruce Willis
Put a deep impact into your mouth like a tooth fillin’
So unless you willin’ to get to distillin’ truth
I’ll be in booth killin’ until it the roof collapses and kills the proof
I feel the youth spillin’ from the pen, in the coupe billin’
All the way to the bank, ain’t no way to dispute shillin’s
I’m not the bad guy I’m just the sleuth instillin’
The facts in this bitch, that’s why I am the true villain
Fuck a rhyme scheme, I defy dreams
I’m not the person that everyone thinks I might seem
Colder than Ice Cream at a crime scene full of dead bodies
The planting of evidence is the work of a design team
Come on, you know I can’t kill that last verse
So JC or HP, come get me you bastards

[Verse 2: ThaHipHopHead]
Why thanks GM, and I ain’t talkin’ D&D
The MC with plenty rhymes to free you from tyranny
Deceptively verbose, don’t you know I hurt most?
Turn hoes to burnt toast, from the shirt to the toes
The Four Horsemen riding on y’all, the Rapture’s started
Blastin’ bastards, armed with meteor-sized calibers, stored in
This half-ton gun, my rhymes make a young nun cum
If I’m not getting funds or sums, I’m gonna gun for ya
I’m headed for greatness, you’re destined for lameness
Who knew the man getting the bread is a sadist?
Seven-headed hydra, spitting with all ire
Even if you cut a head off, two more grow to spit fire
I whack a wack down, WWE smackdown
Better run ya stack clown, or I’mma make the gat sound
Prepare to die, the Pygmy reclaims the Dark Soul
And births a new era, eat ya heart, holmes

[Verse 3: Almighty U-Sorcerer]
Giving the sorcerer a chance? I thought you niggas knew better?
In the newsletter, you running your mouth like it's Bruce Jenner
I spit the truth, die harder than Bruce Willis in a swimming suit
Trap was hard work so a young nigga started skipping school
Follow me, let's take the winning side, you win and lose
You niggas fools, draped in Bathing Ape, that's my gorilla suit
I got the advantage, so niggas copping my branding
You eating off of my candid, so I brought you a sandwich
Thought trapping was not cheap
Scorpions bring the hell on earth, looking like Mobb Deep, but eating with Jaws teeth
And beating our raw meat, and ducking the SWAT teams
If them red dot beams not seen, we all got steamed
Rapid fire rapidly, the apple don't fall far from the apple tree
So I guess my roots and seed a pack of thieves
We gon cause a huge scandal, I'm aiming a loose cannon
I'm higher than roof panels, you ashes like Bruce Campbell

[Verse 4: Liiight]
I rehearsed this verse at least a million times in the back of a hearse
I figured since I was killing shit that I should set the atmosphere first
Never last even by Ricky Bobby’s rules
I shake and bake all the demons that thought I was a fool
Now on the real I’m seeing signs of the times
If these niggas ain’t hitters it because they got victimized
Look in my eyes
Red rimmed from all the sleep I missed
Tryna scrub blood off my hands like what use is it
Never know what’s in the dark so I keep a crucifix
World is a burning hell so live and get used to it
They say don’t question what’s given
But that gate was to keep us in
Willie lynch theory y'all niggas judging the same skin
I ain’t even talking biblical y'all causing the world to end
And if I gotta rage to make a point I’ll smack a nigga then
If I gotta age to be heard then y'all niggas is never gone win
Youth the present past and future
Same ones with dracos used to hold a luger
Same ones on pay phones now calling an uber
Same ones was pacifist nowadays might shoot ya
Good Lawd

[Verse 5: KUZGUN]
Bitch I'm back, way better than I'll be ever
Stopped using internet to be clever
Damn, I'm drunk and high, same time, on the avión, drinking Avon
Don’t disappoint nor kidd, call me the black Jason
When real niggas come, you niggas run like your mouth do when y'all talk that bullshit
Rest In Peace, Sean Taylor, metaphorically and literally catching them bullets
I ate shit for too much years, now I’m eating caviar for the rest of my life
I got Mexicans shooting niggas if they get less than the price
Y'all white shooters, you niggas ain’t got no bricks
Bitches acting like there’s Coogi in them coochies, like Cheerios, they trynna gold dig
Only because of my returns, am I ballin', Hester
Polyamorous, my rhymes polysyllabic, and rockin' polyester
Y'all shit talking, trynna fix your lips like collagen or Kylie Jenner
Modern-day Chamberlain, frozen chain, name another nigga ballin' better