Possessed (Rhyme Asylum) - Character Assa**ins Part 5? lyrics

[Possessed] Yo, I bring devastation to life The schizo that spit those sick flows till brimstone rains from the skies I'm lacerating a slice outta your throat When I sculpt the chip on my shoulder into the shape of a knife The evil Spriggan, searching for Noah's Ark to blow up the planet My tongue's the Vulcan cannon on Bonaparte With huge claws, my troops swarm with brute force Spit rhymes inside the eye of monsoon storms I drive sharp borers through the sides of armed forces Underestimate us, get crushed by these dark horses My flow bursting unexpected like flash floods Had bad luck since I bust out my dad's nuts I'm dead cold like troglodytes found in blocks of ice Only regret from school is not reenacting Columbine The one and only fatal Possessed, angel of d**h Resurrect every dead rapper just to be labeled the best [Manage] I demonstrate my demon state when these vocal tones penetrate No ramping with this renegade, escapade or center stage Enter rage when I fill the page with ink stains Do it for the slit veins and my man Conflix' mixtape Escaped from hell, now I'm back free to spray Seize the day, any means we slay, repping with this Illegal Aid I'll feed your brain with a seed of pain that grows to leave a chain of hate so you make your fate with a razor blade You can cane an eighth, claim you're high as the clouds, B I'm in a sea of dead people with demons trying to drown me There's no chance of sleeping safe and soundly I need space around me, instead of these tower block surroundings Resounding gunshots is the music of the nighttime Inspires me to write rhymes, other rappers on the sidelines Step wise, I rigged the floor with landmines For the ones that play deaf, I'll smash your crew with hand signs (You wa*ker) [Conflix] ...... ...... Chatting with d**h He said he'd bury me in Raccoon City and bring me back from the dead I was slain, actually, yes But that was a test to see if any rapper would actually stop seeing me as an actual threat In fact you're a pleb You wanna blow up, I'll make you stage dive your crew with a grenade strapped to your chest ...... ...... [Manage] Stuck in the corridors, another holocaust Collision on a course, of course I'm not one of yours Enforce my thoughts, four horsemen on tour Raised in the days of war, razor blades and gore I wasn't made pure, grew up to hate law Clenched fist to break jaws, in this to take yours Invest to make more, the game's a blood sport Huddled on the floor like incest and raped who*es I stay raw, for the people in my section A lost mind that sees evil in reflections Dr. d**h, perform cerebral inspection Break the code of conduct with this lethal injection Reach for your weapon, them mans are half-stepping I tear apart a veteran then start on his bredren For my man Conflix, ripping up the session Mr. Manage on the mic, yo there's no second guessing [Conflix] ......