Team Guillotine

[Verse 1: Insane Poetry]
Believe me the art's aggressive (Art's aggressive)
You're swimming in water's that's shark infested
Dark Anakin Holiman I'm the darkest presence
Hope you brought your weapons with you, my samurai sword split you apart in sections
Looking to find you, they gotta sift through a bunch of bodies that's headless, naked, and skinned too (Skinned too)
I wear your flesh like a coat, grab the Pope by the throat and make 'em sniff a line of dope (Sniff a line of dope)
That's Team Guillotine еxecuting you Philistines
Chopped your hеad off, decapitate, rappers fade at a rapid rate
Sins to this wicked crime, they are condemned to die
Before the end when it intensifies visualize desensitized people staring at you with a smirk
Guess who's about to Marie Antoinette you (Antoinette you)
With sharp blades removing your shit clean
Team Guillotine we Louis the Sixteenth (Louis the Sixteenth)

[Chorus: JP Tha Hustler]
Team Guillotine we will chop your head off
We will kill the scene, bodies will be left sawed
Fuck the industry, we are coming that raw
This is my ministry, pray to your rap god
Team Guillotine we will chop your head off
We will kill the scene, bodies will be left sawed
Fuck the industry, we are coming that raw
This is my ministry, pray to your rap god

[Verse 2: JP Tha Hustler]
Team Guillotine we will cut your wig clean
Severing your brethren and slashing you to two bits
So now you all fleeing looking for your panic room
But I am all-seeing seeking how to bring the doom
My thoughts are vivid and my hunger like a rabid wolf
I came to rip and bite your face then I take a gulp
Cause when tasting your blood it makes my heart race
I'm in a frenzied state looking to put you on my plate
I am the omnipotent being I'm your rap god
You just a mortal man kneel before your Lord Zod
There's nothing cryptic when I spit it like a cobra strike
I am a day-walker leave you in the dead of night
I leave you dead on sight, I got you in my scope
And with the crosshairs lined up that's all she wrote
(Hit the booth with murder for my progeny)
What I'd give if I can take if what will be will be

[Chorus: JP Tha Hustler]
Team Guillotine we will chop your head off
We will kill the scene, bodies will left sawed
Fuck the industry, we are coming that raw
This is my ministry, pray to your rap god
Team Guillotine we will chop your head off
We will kill the scene, bodies will left sawed
Fuck the industry, we are coming that raw
This is my ministry, pray to your rap god

[Verse 3: Insane Poetry & JP Tha Hustler]
Now I believe the punishment is capital (Capital)
Like letting the hunted men come and bash your skull
Or letting the people you raped slash your throat
But I prefer the guillotine it's so masterful (Masterful)
The insanest era welcome to our Reign of Terror
JP and I came to sever raise the lever on the eighty pound blade
You're asking a prayer cause you're 'bout to meet the end from the national razor (National razor)
I'm the killer in the flesh when I'm on the mic
I'm the reaper bringing death when I touch you right
Sith Lord, sick of y'all in the vocal booth
Revolutionary, sever y'all from the roots
I rep the circle saw and axe this is Gorehop
Me and IP connected like the show shop
Ninety-four Beastie Boy in my hip-hop
Sacrilegious to the art get your head lopped

[Chorus: JP Tha Hustler]
Team Guillotine we will chop your head off
We will kill the scene, bodies will left sawed
Fuck the industry, we are coming that raw
This is my ministry, pray to your rap god
Team Guillotine we will chop your head off
We will kill the scene, bodies will left sawed
Fuck the industry, we are coming that raw
This is my ministry, pray to your rap god