Voodoo Music

[Verse 1]
The cannibal’s back, brandishing his unique brand of madness
That’ll hold any audience captive
Fans and foes both entranced in enchantment
By the language of dark arts and black magic
A magnificent, iridescent lyrical standard
Standing unopposed, unchallenged, captain
My venom guarantee maximum damages
Administered in addition to instant paralysis
Nothing moves without approval
Chief of the tribe, getting by on a piece of the pie
We lay fire, now we keep it alive
Keeping an eagle eye on the evil type to speak lies
[Evilish?] little demons even on both sides
Too proud to ever coincide at one time
One time, let’s get them jumping off on the front line
That tonic that we provide is letting them unwind

[Hook]
What is it about the music that makes the music so appealing
It’s the voodooism we put into to make your feeling
What you’re dealing with is a new era
The songs stick in your mind whenever you hear it
It’s the voodooism I put into with pinpoint precision to make your feeling

[Verse 2]
Who want to battle the lyrically inspirational
Chemically inequitable, literally incomparable
Spit a million raps in a single sitting to baffle you
Kill them in a millisecond, isn’t the kid an animal?
Living these passages, written in vivid characters
Rippin’ rappers to ribbons, they’re reminiscing embarrasses
This lyricist ammunition fires into these amateurs
Rhymes so exceptional we should put them with an asterisk
Should be put in another genre
Hip hop’s witch doctor flip some scripts on ya’
Kicking shit off with a handsome stanza
Hand a little by Mantra, the man from the mantra
Rap’s answer to Christopher Walken
Looking that dapper from the minute I walk in
From the minute we’re kicking the doors in
It is important to know it’s all for the thrill of performing

[Hook]
What is it about the music that makes the music so appealing
It’s the voodooism we put into to make your feeling
What you’re dealing with is a new era
The songs stick in your mind whenever you hear it
It’s the voodooism I put into with pinpoint precision to make your feeling

[Verse 3]
I ain’t putting no ass on it
Except maybe to mention the audience is astonished
Anybody in disagreement is admonished
I’m a devil in disguise, demonic when acknowledged
Travel across maps, respected across boards
Revel as fingers snap, competitors draw swords
The level is off tap, the method is raw force
Step into the trap of the malevolent warlord
Master salient under government surveillance
Man of many faces and a hundred different places
Ancient war form the basis of my statements
Spit it real as fuck in a malfunctioning matrix
A dangerous mind of amazing design
That’ll tap into the base of your spine
And I ain’t lying, I know he said he had a place and a time
But take his record of the shelf dude, replace it with mine

[Hook]
What is it about the music that makes the music so appealing
It’s the voodooism we put into to make your feeling
What you’re dealing with is a new era
The songs stick in your mind whenever you hear it
It’s the voodooism I put into with pinpoint precision to make your feeling

[Outro]
What is it about the music that makes the music so appealing
It’s that voodooism I put into to make your feeling
Like pins in a voodoo doll, we’re going to make your people feel it
Make y’all feel it
Hah, hah, hah, hah