Scorpion Squad - Imminent Armageddon lyrics

[Intro: ThaHipHopHead] So I've been babbling this whole project So for a different change of pace I'ma make my verse short So the other guys can have some shine Imminent Armageddon Let's go! [Verse 1: ThaHipHopHead] My fine rhymes cause wide lines in your mental Leave rap guys cryin' on the sidelines, my temple Is sacred, yet forbidden, in the Abyss it's hidden I got Cthulhu on his knees there, praying for his sins than Brimstone, and sulfur rain from the sky Turnin' y'all to pillars of salt, and you all die It's just me, and the clique, together we too sick And seperate our networths each are fifteen Kubricks [Verse 2: Almighty U-Sorcerer] The Scorpions rip the informant, the important Leave a family discordant with my chords of deported foreigns Warning, a warrant is wanted with the warden I'm awarding the distorted forms of orphans with no organs Black sheep idiom, Shakespearean terminology Sorcery anthology, mythology, psychology The entire world is filled with the war cries Worldwide warfare, can I be your tour guide? [Verse 3: Liiight] I'm the outkast among outcast how you spin that Perfect rhyming and master timing like how I spend that It thinks it's about that time I give back Any evil deed the demons have forced on me I'll paint the walls with a brain and let blood flow to the sea Don't tell me bout destiny You f** n***a I done made my path like a bulldozer Swing machetes left and right just to get closer I just see sh** differently like my name was Xul Solar If you got a problem lord knows I'll pull molars And I carry boulders like atlas with broad shoulders Don't make me drop the world on your head You don't wanna be the reason that everybody's dead But sh** happens Good Lawd [Verse 4: KUZGUN] n***as obsessed with tweeting get the desert eagle f** like Polla, score like ‘08 Torres, I'm talking about El Niño I'm the type to drop three songs instead of one Then drop another next week like I don't do this for fun Money never made me, it made me get more money Being fly ain't make me sweet, it made me get more honeys Supposed to drop only one verse for this Sunday, sh** Instead of pa**ing, rush this verse on my Cameron Wake sh** More ice than hail, married to the money and cat none of you interfere f** around and drop another out-of-nowhere verse into here Eat poker face n***as like dots, wait, I'll let you connect it This album, you're finna wait a lot, wait, just let me perfect it For those who don't understand the foreign talk I'll let them pa** and let the foreign talk I ain't pa**ing on no feature, let the lack of college courses talk I spit straight sh**, let the lack of a chorus talk [Verse 5: gamemast15r] I'm a brutal motherf**er, watch me prove it I'll snatch your mic with your hands still attached to it I destroy this beat until it's past the mist And into the underworld, with its face shattered with fists I'll leave it's corpse lathered with piss And write with the blood that I'm always pa**ionate with I rap with the sh** that sadomasochists whip Kinky and violent, you know that all the wack will get clipped Finger f** this beat while slapping her tits While she's screaming my name and grabbing my dick She teasing the f** out of me, either I fap or get licked How to internally rhyme, either it's wack or it's sick It's crazy how I get game with no cash in this b**h It's literally my username, f** the mic I'm pa**ing this sh** Either way this is the end, cla** is dismissed