Armour of the Gods (ft. Kryptik) [Prod. by Kryptik] - Cutz by DJ Coach One
enter the mind of a villain, find what is hidden realize that life is a prison needed a purpose, i write with a mission surgical methods, precise with incisions bored of your rhymes i may not be able to find you, but you're gonna force me to try incinerate my corpse when i die i want to be reincarnated in the form of a mic nice with the writtens, i was born in the sky twice the magician with a sorceror's mind why are you wack on every track? i'm curious you have to try and learn from past experience marvelous when i put the pen to loose leaf mastered the art, in a sense i'm bruce lee thoughts of torture while i made my dungeon messanger of god, i'm the face of justice ..
killing the beat with an artillery of techniques fubar, coach one, kryptik, you're dead meat i detest thee, throw your head in the dead sea scroll with a prototype flow on my verses emcees best flee, run to the hills iron maiden slayer embracing the blood spill the guts fill the cauldron, bubble 'til it curdles slurped up by vulgar slugs and cursed vultures murderous words have you hanging from the rafters dark art, armoured bars carve your carcass never lethargic, crafted by the clansman the arrowheads enter your flesh like sharp scalpals the black dragon with white skin strikes you genocide slicing the mic, meet your demises rhyming devices ignite the violence siphon your soul with the psychotic ciphers ..