Hell Razah - Inmates to the Fire lyrics

[Intro: Prodigal Sunn] Sunz Of Man got rhymes for days, word up f*ggot a** MC's, MC's is f**in' garbage Spittin' out garbage rhymes, f*ggot a** MC's Word up, slap the sh** out of you motherf**er Tonight, tonight [Hook x2: Prodigal Sunn] Tonight is the night that you will lose the fight I think you'd better think twice before you touch that mic You could lose your life when you f** with the right Tryin' to bite, you get blasted with the pipe [Prodigal Sunn] It's one of the members of the round table The Sunz of Man generate light The third knight form the Concentration Camp Burnin like the gas lamp I came equipped with the gold as my wardrobe Fully-armored, seven soldiers on the look-out For Jeffery Dahmer, speakin a ministry Combine in my terminology, f** the industry Cause on the top is where I'm soon to be The holy scam connect with the Royal Fam Brooklyn Zu, we ignite the jam f** you and your Uncle Sam Never gave a damn for the fakin and the phony Scannin, my understandin, [?] like a cannon You ask the question, why Tell me, can you testify Justify against the high n***a I maybe do or die My mind state, magnifies all lies And for the spy, I keep em searching for the alibi [Hell Razah] We goin' gold D, The one and only, sharper than Shinobi N-Y-O-B, kid your nosey, hittin' on my hoes is for old D's You know me, gotta roll trees, rolly poley, behold we Scorin' ma** points off your goalie, you try co*k blocks, stoppin' slowly Ain't no way to control me, when I'm comin' for that trophy From buildin' my diamonds like the carots in jakobe's The unholy; government reports don't a**ume me Aiyo light the trees, pa** the fire cuz a lot of force Frank Sinatras Singin' about street opera's, dead gun to be Wanna-be Al Pachino's and Danny Devito's Dressed in tuxedos, gamblin' their lives to gambinos The blood s** the poor like mosquitoes [60 Second Assa**in] Streets of fire, two on one man riot Hired 60 Second 'ssa**in, rap retirin thugs Who was bug, when they new they should of dug Feenin to be a king, boy , knowin mine, I'm a royal flush sh**'ll drain down today, you couldn't maintain megaplanes sh**'ll totally freeze you a** insane I be the headman, profession, should've been a blessing Your next step, only peace that you're resting Or should I say rest in peace Dead respectively, knocked off your feet Without a store, we stole beef Another example, sh**ty diaper in my hamper My Arm and Hammer, I'm cleaning stains at random Take it best if you clean, 6o Second gee ya Quotin in five minutes, I'll be five g's richer You need to put your money up, you're only one up f**in with Sunz of Man, you're gonna get bankrupt (various talk to fade)