Scriptures hit the body like sawed off shotties Like my hair notty and my nosepiece snotty Fuck a nigga hottie, that whole pussy probably Burn like the deserts of Mogabi, for real Ain't nuttin fraudulent here, we pioneer Commandeer a new frontier, this be the Wu yeah Thirty-six chambers of fear, huh, you lost it Information leakin out your faucets, hmmmmm Time to forfeit your crown and leave the ground There's a new sheriff in town holdin it down It's the two holster, shit shot smoker Wanted dead or alive, bounty on the poster Wild in the West, a student of my culture And life is the test, hold up Let a nigga catch his breath, we still payin dues And the last one is death, back to the essence With that shit you stressin, this rap profession Now peep Tical, the son of the Shaolin Isle plus my style, Criminology pays The last times and days, Johnny fuckin Blaze