The Equinox

[Verse 1: Vakill]
I was born
On the 21st of March, same time the equinox hits
So every birthday, the Sun’s blood leak when Vak’ spits
You ‘bout to witness a real Black Sabbath tour
Track saboteur, smoking asses ‘til my crack habit’s cured
If I ain't one of the top ten illest niggas you know
Well listen. Y'all never flow or missing. I'm sending the world
On a Noah mission by wetting shit ‘til God
Get tired of putting up rainbows and literally form a coalition
Fifth by the roman numericals. When I write, I put
My blood into every line until the paper get varicose
Fuck so many gay rappers coming out of the closet
That I barcoded my dick to keep track of nuts I deposit
So speak up, bitch, holler louder to stop it
Fly niggas getting swallowed out of the cockpit unless scrotums
Get slit that's connected to the hands taking dollars out of
My profit, and we popping collars out of the sockets
And I ain't in no rush to be spitting on MTV just yet
I got some unfinished business, slumping niggas over
MPC diskettes, and before you get a chance to be spying
I be done shitted on you twice and emptied three biscuits
No matter how you bigots slice it, I’m still Y2K’s
Biggest crisis, still rep Chicago and there still
Ain't a nigga nice as. I don't know what the fuck you thought
But ain't shit changed except Bulls’ season ticket prices

[Hook: Vakill] (x2)
This is the equinox, a time where we
Salivate destruction, clap niggas with no discussion
Whether with the hands or gat-busting, we nasty
With ‘em both, and with the flows we disgusting (“The equinox”)

[Verse 2: Vakill]
My style quantum leaps
Ahead of y'all that reciprocated back to cro magnon
With a fo’-fo’ magnum, leaving holes in your ass so deep
Your exit wounds’ll flow magma. I'm leaving wigs mushy
Because fifty percent trying to pass for Soprano was big pussy
The sheisty game too corrupt to ban me. I more than
Linguistically up the ante, can't kill who flooded with death
On the first date and cups the panties, so guess what
Expect nutting from both heads ‘cause I ejaculate from the neck up
My reign’s God's true will, so if I shared a parachute
With a naked bitch and skydived, I wouldn't give
A flying fuck what you feel. Nine nigga in your Matrix
Get you killed, give a fuck if they took the red and the blue pill (For real)
And I'm not underrated, just rarely heard, in the corner
Cypher could have your blood run down that very curb, I can make
Slang twist and vocabulary curve, and I use the term
Dick a lot ‘cause y'all niggas be hanging off my every word
I'm scoring at five-hundred civilians for every infant
Crack-born ‘til human anatomy from front to back torn
And fucked up in ways Satan can't even react norm (Shit)
Write my ass off like a 1099 tax form
What's cracking? Besides your rectum when I start attacking
And the cosigner you shit-packing ain't got enough ass or financial
Backing. Niggas sour when I hit
The soundproof and drop bars like a fag in a prison shower
What?

[Hook: Vakill] (x2)
This is the equinox, a time where we
Salivate destruction, clap niggas with no discussion
Whether with the hands or gat-busting, we nasty
With ‘em both, and with the flows we disgusting (“The equinox”)

[Outro: Vakill]
Vakill, Big Memo
You niggas know the M.O
Getting in your ass is no problemo