Mack The Ripper - Preach To Demons lyrics

Verse 1: [Mack The Ripper] First things first, I'm a primary source With a d**h grip on this binary force Hold the balance with the might of a horse A f**in' titan of war, who speaks of violence of course Do it for the cats who got some mice in their drawers (and) put a knife in their core, when their life is ignored Still, try to reform From every tragedy, tragic Happily magic, if you're asking a fascist All I ever learned was putting cats in their caskets Asthmatics in plastic wraps with hazardous gases (But that sh** is just a theory) The reaction of ma**es, so bury me in gasoline and light a pack of matches Hook: Lemme have word witcha' (x4) I'm at ya loud and clear with no subliminal (No hidden message just invested in my essence) I'm at ya loud and clear with no subliminal (No hidden message just invested in my essence) Verse 2: [Mack The Ripper] I'm preachin' to demons, when I'm dreamin' of a deeper meanin' Seemin like I'm scheme'n this evenin' But all these fiends and these heathens are even beefin' Over sh** they don't believe in Leave em in the streets when their seekin' some other beacon but Still prayin' when they reachin' up to eat enough They need the love and everything we ever seem to bluff (bluff, bluff)