Warcloud - The Ocean lyrics

(Intro: Holocaust) The Holocaust check out my rhymes I recorded half of an album in the same studio where 2Pac got shot the first time (Holocaust) Punk, I rain today construction vehicles in your parade I cut like a propeller blade Dialect your computer RAM or cause the d**h of Superman City wide pride, I paint my brave ____ on the outside of my tepee Walking when I'm sleeping, you pitiful f**ing weakling The bleeding shaman this evening, pa**ageway revealed, proceeding Lost a zombie called Momin, a nickel plated gat will spray By our time calculations in fact today Intriguing believing a soldier was an incantation of foul magic See I am a large denial giant hawk salt water crocodile Back snap who captures, abandoned tragic before rap ba*tards I'm hazardous and Jerusalem's missing the back of it, a vast ship I'm outlandish f*ggot or perhaps In fact my axe melts through your skull is made of plastic I drink Seagram's, a vindicators kingdom, now that's a nasty gun Grandpa Sacrilege, ‘Concrete Island', NASA diagnostic And vodka was made from and sold to a man who brings them disasters A rap Quasimodo indeed who they feed bony fish He's a fight louse and when sacrament attacks your lighthouse master Ghost like Casper my machete turn you white as alabaster A river church just afar from highlander (Break: Holocaust) The Holocaust, check out my rhymes... (Chorus: Holocaust) Ritually I injure thee; I ‘Crash' fast and simply sink you halfway into ‘The Ocean' like Italy Yo, ritually I injure thee I ‘Crash' fast and simply sink you halfway into ‘The Ocean' like Italy (Holocaust) Tonight gunfight There's a prize-fighter who rapped himself up in bandages because he was invisible Six feet in a box is a criminal, a gun march in a citadel All your feathers have notches in them, the future emblem and general The modern sovereign look at the problem danger and useless oxygen I take shots of gin, hound we get down with a few men Before we leave here like Batman and Robin Beneath today the street way lucrative, the dark Superman of rap Kangol hat, spin hazard wooden The Green Lantern, I get a lap dance from Wonder Woman From the sarcophagus knights and holes in the wall Something that couldn't be captured, you want it The damn Saint rough streets from the Indian paintbrush retreats I'm as big as Great Britain Hold my rib up to the sun, like a girl I bought candy and a kitten Oh sh** in a barrier, I hit like an explosion in the area The bed ridden unforgiving Beneath the earth there is a land that is black Facts I exact come to my dark king of chainsaws habitat Chorus x2