Jak Tripper - Children Of The Sun lyrics

Book of Satan That sh**'s played My book of flows Rewrote anarchy cookbooks ... ... Show you 10 ways to cook a goat Illicit d** cooked at home I put in work My verses pimp all dykes To cook that coke Send me to Hell I'm not shook to go I'll retract your roof like Toronto stadiums And push in domes f** a hook for dough I'll hook a blow With the hawk And fish hook your throat Drag you offstage And book a show Silence the lambs and put Gypsy moth larvae down a Dead hooker's throat ... I tweak out Hit you with that coked out buzz Mask on like cobras And low cowl I bowl-out heads Get high off the hot smoke out snubs Headcase But my mouth the barrel that throw out slugs Burner stretched Out the van - we Terminex Smoke your whole house up I pop lead Put you in a bed you can't Roll out of Black Ma**ive Cult Children of the Sun k**er with the tongue Till the gas is fillin up my lungs Black Ma**ive Cult Children of the Sun Fixin up a buzz Two different liquids in the blood Faces come out in the rain when you're the strangest We got flashlights they use to land planes with Duct taped to the top of the stainless' So in the dark When we raidin your crib It's lookin like aliens came in Rappers should of brought Metal kennel cages Cause these kids is antelopes In the ring with a cayman ... ... With one fire bar I'll split his wig back like hairpins Gattin careless Your front door I'm kickin it back 'Matic tearin You get lifted up your stairs backwards Like an automatic chairlift ... My crew high Like we all strapped to airlifts Bought so many rappers beds I feel like a mattress salesman Masked a**ailant I'm sick Rap with ailments f** what fabric slacks I'm wearin I'm in a desert like a dingo in Australia Trippin on that cactus sealant A lot of these cats is rats with tails clipped Rats with tails clipped A lot of these cats Is rats with tails clipped