Hook:
When the bell tolls three times you'll know that I am dead
If I am k**ed by common men then you will rule in peace
But if I am murdered by one of your stock
Then the people will rise and off with your head
Verse1:
This is my message to the higher cla**, I am your curse
I will hypnotize your people with a stare and a few words
Look deep into my eyes, let me sink into your soul
Let me see what's behind that thick skin made of gold
I see you're fooled by my holy ways when I say
That I'm a spiritual healer, to God I only pray
Give your women to me as a sacrificial rite
I will make them wanna leave behind their artificial life
Any gossip that you deposit can't stop this catastrophic logic
Of my synopsis, even if my eyes are popped out of my sockets
I am the mad prophet that will bring the apocalypse
Even toxins can't make me vomit out my esophagus
No stopping this!
I know this topic is microscopic
But it's important to know who's diggin inside your pockets
Follow the norm cause the times are really transforming
But this is just a warning, revolution starts at morning
Hook
Verse 2:
This is a compilation of prophecies I have written
Unfinished drafts of many philosophies I can fit in
Hypothesis of life and d**h, interpreted as frightful threats
After I have left, spirit will emerge from where I rest
See I have risen with a chillin mission
As a virus I will infiltrate and then proceed with the k**ing session
The epitome of tyranny lies behind the trinity
But the divinity that lives in me is mystery
Officially, I will be seen as a mystic figure
A horror flick that can provide realistic shivers
Some will try to k** me with poisons that hit the liver
But in the smoke I'll rise after thrown to a distant river
Don't fear me I came in peace and I'm here to stay
Just glare at my iris, listen to every word I say
an*lyze 'em and stay paralyzed
Realize that what bares inside may terrorize this paradise