A track me and my boi A-bomb dropped in my studio last night...
the chorus was pre-written, but the verses are freestyle...
enjoy... (this track turned out great, I layed the beat and we went off...
wish I was able to let yall here)

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could it be????..... (A.T.)
nah, it couldnt...... (A-bomb)

<chorus> (A.T. and A-bomb)
Am I the Anti-Christ?... could it be?
Am I the Anti-Christ?... nah, it couldnt be...
Am I the Anti-Christ?... just wait and see...
Am I the Anti-Christ? <<<< (echoes to a fade)

(A.T.)
Could it be...
I'm the one supportin abbortions and extortin divorces,
Importin drugs and exploring pre-marrital intercourses...
of course this horse shit aint gonna amount to a quarter,
Beware of your daughter cause I'm coming out to whore her, (Sarah!!!!!)
this is just another horror flick and I'm adjustin your set,
I'm disgusting when I spit just to give you the physical effects, (blahhh!!!)
the visual of this metal pistol pullin criminal delivering-
subliminal threats to another individual just to be left for dead... (ohhhhhhhh)
These two dangerous, enraged, insain slaves come to deliver you,
Kill you and let your soul be tormented too,... (ahhhhhhhhhh!!!)
me and my sidekick bomb gon' show you how we blow up fools,
so sit back and relax and let this A-Bomb drop like it was World War 2...

(A-Bomb)
the dirtier the deed, the more fun it is to me,
I get satisfaction from watchin all these bastard cats bleed, (*gunshot*)
I cause clinical disasters with a passion for lyrical master peices...
Causing witty distractions as A.T. dowses your house,
& leaves you gaspin and wheezing... (*deep breaths*)
We the magnificent two...aint nobody more evil... (u what bout lucifer)
Matter of fact dawg... hit up that chorus so we can spark this shit like ether. (explosions)

<chorus>
Am I the Anti-Christ?... could it be?
Am I the Anti-Christ?... nah, it couldnt be...
Am I the Anti-Christ?... just wait and see...
Am I the Anti-Christ?...(echoes till fade)

(A-bomb)
we some back stabbin, rack grabbin, demon-seeds hatchin, (crack)
Cap blastin, rap battlin, demon seamen, drug dealing addicts...

(A.T.)
who says that what I say aint some shit to be feared,
I'm listenin to this from a bitch who says the same shit-
to himself in the mirror??? (you suck)

(A-Bomb)
nah see,
We got these supremisist runnin shit and it aint fair to half the nation,
So me and A.T. put in this collaboration in honoration of our dear slim shady... (chica, chica)
see everybody curses, fights and even points the finger...
and these steaming critics get pissed and tell Eminem that he needs to censor music,

(A.T.)
My terminalogy isnt that of your average cat, (really???)
I blast lyrical gats at whack mcee's such as my boi A-Bomb...
and with a quick lyrical diss at the end of this shit,
I'ma finish my spit as the end of this song... <A-Bomb yells: *sucker punchin bastard*
hahahaha

(chorus)
Am I the Anti-Christ?... could it be?
Am I the Anti-Christ?... nah, it couldnt be...
Am I the Anti-Christ?... just wait and see...
Am I the Anti-Christ?...( echoes till fade )

in dedication of one of the most hated on rappers out there...
this is to EM.
we out...................................
(beat Fades)