KazeLoon - CREMATED(2003) lyrics

CREMATED(2003) BY KAMIKAZE LOON Verse1. Rolling wit that nine ball set trippin Jester in tha court-laughing at the witnesses they up in tha morgue-never no life support and for the rest ya'll never find tha corpse-sworn in blood to ride for the Samarai Ninja sword-when I put in work-I do fert-meat grind my victims no wake or no hearse-they food foe the earth worms-in tha dirt-pour out a 40 pour-of sherm wash they dreams float away like some liquor to tha curb-when I swerve and skee skirt-my repetwar is razor sharp snuka fly like a Tomahawk bird I sprinkle tha ashes on the scene they'll never get cremated in tha urn Chorus 3x's Chorus: Ass is gra** food for wormz in tha dirt-cremated Ash to Dust but never no urn- Verse2. Make you sh** briccz like them keyz-enough to build skypaper buildingz-like the empire state-tha world trade-turn the world into 911 like Taliban Hurricane-as it twistz Ash to Sand dust to grain-blows away-in tha Third Eye gone without a trace-sipping tha nitro unleaded octane-out the Stanely Cup Trophy-high speeding like Speed Racer burn tha pink rubber then erase ya-it's true lies then I terminate ya-moving igcognito just like tha Predator-I silence the lambz like Hannibal Lector-leaving cluez like tha Bone Collector-I'm tha 12 Zodiacs fooling tha inspectors-I'm tha Alhambra ghost that dissapears just like tha spector-watch the Ash parish in tha flamez and burn like Helter Skeltor-wit my thorny crown and poison ivy I royally fucc ya and rearect ya Chorus 3x's Verse3. Walking around paranoid nervous shaking like cesurez-but wit night vision gogglez best believe this heat finna seek ya-tha last thang you gon see is the scope & crossbowz of tha skull & crossbonez of grim reeperz-slice tha wheat barley grain leave ya-drunk when tha slug snailz leech ya-pulling triggaz wit my pinky ring and my middle finger-wit Nina-my d**h bride I'll have you finking-singing-Soprano like tha wedding singer-catching the blues while my Bonniez hitting them high C-Notez-silence is tha code-as I pinpoint tha snitch then cutthroat-tha vocalz I let tha trail get cold-while I run away on hot coalz-as tha lighting flashez and tha thunder craccs I dissapear in a cloud of gray smoke-to all behold-you ain't gon see no more-I fear and see no evil that's just how the story goes-so as the seeds sprout to gra**-and as tha grainz of dust turnz to ash-wash the tidez turn like tha handz of time and evolve and elaspe-just like tha last grain of sand-and tha last seed roots of gra**- Chorus 3x's