Multiville Horror - Rise of the Pheonix lyrics

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Multiville Horror - Rise of the Pheonix lyrics

(Spoken Word by Vinnie Paz): Now we're bout' to start it [Verse 1: Tyler Pheonix] I disfigure ligaments when my vocals meet the beats presence The definition of reckon you couldn't fix us with cosmetics I'll shred it, Gods settings are heavy With nuclear warheads in my vocabulary already To step into the ring with enlarged enemies Endlessly I am entering the vicinity of the p**y Kings Who sit around stating that they all never dream I snatch it off their f**ing skull and beat their children til' they bleed b**h please...! Now who the hell you think you're stepping to, The Chosen One I poisoned Aros' son, spreading darkness through my uppercuts The ones I love are crying because their own blood has become Devilish My lyrics crusty like a con-artist, what the f**? Look at our culture it's over-run by soggy muffs Turtle doves, soft and fluffy pillows spitting weak like Jigglypuff I've had enough of all these whack rappers here seriously Immediately, I step into the battlefield a hungry beast STC, and I want to shoutout to MvH, baby! [Chorus] (x2) The son of a beast, a motherf**ing beast on the mic, explicit Kids to talk sh**, and you gonna' get touched Fact is I got this rap sh**, rap logic I needed something to rhyme with and ain't that for real? [Verse 2: IWrekm] Son of the morning star, I inherit mind and spirit d**h can be contagious to anyone who stands near it So clear it, I drop a Nuclear Bomb and show you my true-est form You gonna' fear it The New Testament predict my second coming as a sequel Lord helplessly watches me reign over his people God is said to be perfect, but if it were true He wouldn't have created I, his equal So elevate on fire, it's the Phoenix Putting emphasis into my writing to Olde English Oh, you wanna' roll with the Gods I diminish? Ares, just swear on my name, leave you finished I give n***as the business Invest my money into gun research, Metaphysics k**ing for the love of the sport: Gladiator Bullets fly over your head: Aviator When the sound off, who gonna' clash with the Titans? Nobody. I'm not a beast, I'm DA BEAST, consciously writing [Chorus] (x2) The son of a beast, a motherf**ing beast on the mic, explicit Kids to talk sh**, and you gonna' get touched Fact is I got this rap sh**, rap logic I needed something to rhyme with and ain't that for real? [Verse 3: BarzILLA] Yo, Phoenix, talk to em! Let's talk, bring that wall to em! Push it, put that wall through him Fists, I put his jaw through em' Let it ring, put the call to em' If so, wanna' fight, ACK? Options went like a Light-Box Put you in the Light-Rack You sign squares, I might stop That Red Box, a white fox White Box, my condolences The flow is smooth like lotion is I supply high dosages Notice this, the moment is... You used to steal like stolen sh** It's a wrap, I'm rolling, b**h! Smash Mouth whole! Hardbody sh**, let's go! [Chorus] (x2) The son of a beast, a motherf**ing beast on the mic, explicit Kids to talk sh**, and you gonna' get touched Fact is I got this rap sh**, rap logic I needed something to rhyme with and ain't that for real?