Vinnie Paz - Blood Addiction lyrics

[Verse 1] I slaughtered and slaughtered, then fathered the father of [?] Enhance him, I'm Brody and all of the strongest of gaijin I walk on the water and fall in the Czarkham asylum Mind of Einstein combined with the heart of a lion How you think the social media equal to grinding? I ain't playing with you people, 'cause people is dying Leave this motherf**er leaking, don't even revive him Not standing for truth, cause the e-equal is lying Refer to the murder of herd as no longer adjacent I'll turn this gray man cave to a burgundy basement Refer to the word of the Earth as the perfect displacement Chief black Thunderbird is no longer a Mason How you call yourself God when you talk like a vagrant? Put your hand on the Qur'an and then alter your statement Rhyme cheetah, swine eater, he calling for bacon I be in Saks Fifth, having this all for the taking [Hook (x2)] I keep a couple ratchets in the Louis duffle I keep a hundred rats inside the Louis duffle I run inside of Saks and got the Louis duffle The Book of Law, .44 in the Louis duffle [Verse 2] You keep the truth from a thinker and he find it regardless The only son of Osiris was resigned to the Godless The master was teacher and teacher, the father of time You know what happened to the seven MCs in the line? You could call it proficiency or call it design You could call it a gift in me or call it a shrine You could call it malignancy, the thought of you dying I pray to God that he christen me and offer the wine The mental, the father, supporter that follow the craft The end of the honor, the order of Solomon's wrath The sender, the armor, the slaughter, the fall of Shahbaz The lender, the ender, the fallen, the fall of the crash He knew that he would be murdered, so he went to Tibet They hid a personal word in the T-Temple Aset There's an unholy clutch in the fifth and the four Superhuman intelligent prediction of war [Hook (x2)] I keep a couple ratchets in the Louis duffle I keep a hundred ratchets outside the Louis duffle I run inside of Saks and got the Louis duffle The book of Law, .44 in the Louis duffle [Outro] Die motherf**er die, die motherf**er die Die motherf**er die, die motherf**er die Yeah, yeah, listen I will utter the things Which have been kept secret from the foundation of the world There is nothing buried that will not be raised up I am God, I am the monster My son is the father and the father is my son Marciano, Raise the gates