Fowl Mouf - Minister Of d**h lyrics

"You will be a weapon. You will be a minister of d**h, praying for war." [Tabs] I'm on another level, running rebel, I'm a renegade Convey the rage that would raise hell and melt heaven's gate No chance for survival, this is your final serenade Machete blade, cut you like Obama did to Medicaid I'll send a plague that signifies the end of days Cuz my freestyle's my weapon's grade ever since the 7th grade We're indelible, hell no we'll never fade You aids infected diarrhea, we're the illest sh** ever made Listen here this kid is switching gears So this year we're sticking spears through the ribs of you little queers It's crystal clear once my clique appears you disappear We been bubbling beneath the surface like the lithosphere My words are weapons, ballistic missiles will cripple ya Last time I brainstormed it formed the Yucatán Peninsula 'Bout to finish ya and settle the debt When I bust a rhyme it's an extinction level event..mothaf**er "Who said that? Who the f** said that!? Who's the slimy little Communist sh** twinkle-toe co*ks**er down here who just signed his own d**h warrant? Was it you, you scroungy little f**, huh? You had best unf** yourself, or I will unscrew your head and sh** down your neck!" [Fowl Mouf] Some would say I'm a savage beast that will gradually be on a stabbing spree You f*ggots be attached to your Galaxy while I master beats A masterpiece, I study tracks for weeks cuz your staff is weak Somebody please pa** the trees so I can turn to a Japanese You dress for acrobatics, I'm dealing with mathematics My status and apparatus is beyond magic to you f*ggots You eat salads and carrots telling people you taking some weight off While I'm holding a box full of d**, like Cage from Face Off You stay soft, you's a square, you never be smoking trees You stay hoping running in circles while I'm connective right overseas You're joking B, your whole f**ing team's too old to hold a key I see you spraying dope and coke and potpourri ferociously I stay humble and give my sh** away, some say my craft is worth more I'm not underground, I'm more in depth right by the earths core You mainstream mothaf**ers could never handle a turf war I will either split your wig or chest b**h, whatever hurts more "You little scumbag! I got your name! I got your a**! You will not laugh! You will not cry! You will learn by the numbers! I will teach you! I'm gonna give you three seconds; exactly three-f**ing-seconds to wipe that stupid looking grin off your face or I will gouge out your eyeballs and skull-f** you!" [Grim] I pound you down hard like a beer Trust me that you can die like the Dark Knight premier You not happy til you see the cop lights appear I know your type and not even your God likes a queer I'm beyond striking fear I'm like Mike Vic, I'll make a fight and watch your dogs die in here You talk sh** til I appear and you all rise and cheer You like to fight with bars, we bar fight for real Ball peen style, you fall meanwhile The rest of your team getting all beat down There's no law or peace now Talk reckless and I'll make a f**ing necklace out of your teeth pal Come in your pad drunk and f** with your fam I'll come out the jungle with a lion's tongue in my hand I'll put you under the land Yeah I am what I leave on your girl's face, skull of a man "You are pukes. You are the lowest form of life on Earth. You are not even human f**ing beings. You are nothing but unorganized grabastic pieces of amphibian sh**! Because I am hard, you will not like me. But the more you hate me, the more you will learn. I am hard but I am fair. Here you are all equally worthless. And my orders are to weed out all non-hackers who do not pack the gear to serve in my beloved Corps. Do you maggots understand that?"