thoom al mosadas, fee jaybak, hasa tenbosit...aiyyo Narcicyst a/k/a/ Jamal Abdul Narcel...

yao yao...before my status is a verbal vandalist/
savages have Narcicyst backed in the back of an Iraqi ambulance/
sadly active, that i got clout like winners of the final n.b.a. championship game/
my sin is in pain, so now i'm feelin retained/
leave chest encaved, over a violin so precise, i left the strings with stains/
upbring remains, or weak mcs brains back to the Middle East for Eid feasts/
and feed they corpse to diseased beef/
used to carry heat like the upper sheet leaves of palm trees/
creeps believe in the apacolypse season discretely/
dont be quoting me underground heads like ostriches/
running up in every hospital to catch the illest hostages/
when politics hot, they judge my subconscious/
have so many verses within me like bibles, and conquering the human blasphemys amongst us/
you wanna start with Narc (HELL NAH), rapping like bandages over ancient egyptians carcasses/
constipation, i got the hardest shit/
its like im bombing nations, calling up the oval office/
asking them if they wanna brawl with Narc/
so fall its the Islamic call, that'll catch you like an arabs a'agal/
i spit shit for the old times/
walk talk its all rhymes/
and smoke kidney from the bars till i suffer from Alzeim...