Original Holocaust Articles

[Article I]
Watch the spider crawl across my open mouth when I’m sleeping
Filthy deacon leaking sewage and murky fluid when thinking
No use blinking, catch shots to the eye, open, expose you
Immortal battalions with pirate ships and a ghost crew
Oppose you fucking with us, ducking the cuffs
Flat-foots, catch hooks, and stumble, clutching their guts
Ask what, where, why, and how? Who’s on the prowl?
Meet the Wu-Tang zombie, sipping brew on the Nile
While opposites attract, detach for attack
Blast wack caddy-shack rap acts with black gats
No slack, murdered out in the back, the greatest track
Writing rhymes till my pencil splinters and paper cracks
Latest facts: Wu-Tang Killa Beez engulf the globe
Pictures tooken by a Russian space probe, we chase gold
Escape hold, now rewritten reality, mind-shaping
To update the future, your face and your spine’s breaking
Earth quaking, breathtaking, amazing, stabbing Satan
Brain invasion by my gaseous thoughts, expand the nations
Still waiting for chariots, UFOs and prophets
Can’t stop it, couldn’t master the logic, you unconscious
Efforts in my mind, we shine and spark rallies
I’m gritty like crippled train dogs in dark alleys
And twisted, wet, matted and tangled like their hairs
Rap Care Bears, you’d best to beware, igniting flares
Gruesome warlords in a four-door looking for more whores
Recently deceased, but living within your floorboards

[Article II]
Guess who’s back in a baseball cap with a rusty axe
Creeping through the pumpkin patch to chop acts till something cracks
Half a dozen hacks, take it to fists, get lumped and smacked
Trojan guns attacks and crash against walls like drunken bats
That fly intoxicated by the lush tropical fruit
Grown from the trees, I fertilize with MCs
And read leaves, smoked out Killa Beez stinging your brain
On a dirt bike, in your rear-view, swinging a chain
Looking strange like bums on the train or boxcars
You get shot, scarred, knocked far and dropped hard
Rock bars when performing on earth, spin in the dirt
Then I buck MCs to let their ass know they couldn’t fuck with me
Constructing these dynamite rhymes, exploding twice
While you drown in arctic waters with penguins and floating ice
Slice your throat with your own shoulder blade, Black Knight brigade
March through gates, bum the stage with a parade straight from the grave
Dead slaves with the ropes still attached, shackled and chained
You move, now enchanted, my rhymes tackle your brain
Wrap up your frame, the jackal with fangs sample your veins
I’m from the outskirts, where it rains shrapnel and flame
Deranged, abnormal, and lonely, you couldn’t hold me
I’m drunk, lean back with a blunt, sipping a 40

[Article III]
In the presence of my enemies, prince to the kings of earth
First begotten of the dead, no repentance, I bring a curse
Sing the worst, song of murder, observe a new-age Messiah
Sip juice from a papaya, stir lyrics like jambalaya
Guzzle [lye?] a, fresh water from mountains, replenish fluids
Cyber-gats split your back, so our rivers can run through it
Ruin stupid emcees, unfinished synopsis
Attack your metropolis riding triceratopses
Obnoxious, volcanic monster mount up and slither
I smack you like a bear swatches salmon out of a river
Shiver from the touch of frost, slip deeply into a coma
Then I crack your partner’s head with the bottle of a Corona
Hold a [pool?] stick steady, while at billiards you fold
I’m intimately familiar with codes, silver and gold
Stones show, something lethal, [earth’s like?], resident evil
Knock your twenty-twenty vision to zero-negative zero
While these people of the mist bear children of twilight
Rhymes move faster than Flash ran, a time flight
My mind’s spiked like sea urchins, serpents now get impaled
Cross and nails, because the greatest revenge was my betrayal
Legendary vocalist, craft of lyric-writing
Absolute brilliance, flexible walking thunder
The dirty-age plunder was destined to take you under
Seven is the number, choking you in the slumber
Sleep for a thousand, every poisonous reptile
Gatling-gun arm spray walls, and blow your chest down
Inject sound, into you spinal column emergency
And rewire your faulty brain circuitry as a courtesy