Aight yo...

I'm a subliminal criminal my intellegence killin' you/
You gon die in tha "closet", fucka, cuz "woman aint feelin you"/

I "see" yo death, it's "scriptural" how my words'll just rip at you/
I'm the sinister "minister", get the "Book" fuckin whipped at you/

You gon beat me-impossible...You athiest?Not logical/
You gon' be the model to all these niggas of what not to do/

If you was here I'd just "grin at you"/
A "wack ass joke" is you Pinnacle/
You'll get "disected, infected, 'jected" wit poison-I'm "clinical"/

You can say I just got out of a "prison".../
Cuz I'm eager to "bust" and not from where I be "pissin'"/

You aint "def" as me but dog you should "listen"/
I'm "at home" when I hold a 4, I aint "missin'"/

I got "kleptic" tendencies I'll "snatch" away yo mortality/
I've fufilled hells fantasys wit this tragic fatality/

Any time you ready...