Who's as Vicious as Exodus?, Everything he Spittin is Exellent
Collabing with Dark Assassins, fuckin Jedi mixed with the Exorsist
Its the darkest of mages, trapped in temples talkin to ancients
With my mind diagramed six times, You can say I Started the Matrix
I can take a jagged battle knife, crafted an slash thru satellites
Communicatin with aliens, While flying on the backs of Dragon Flies
I've had Scars On My Wings, Similar to the Mark Of The Beast.
Posessin the same power Jesus gave to Moses that Parted The Sea.
Its Hard to Believe, but when he was crusifix I started to bleed
Travlin the depths of Eygpt, Killin pharoahs an spared with the kings
It's a Spartacus thing, Using Black Magic, And Daggers of Gold
I'm cuasin a scence, Shootin gas acid till the whole planet explosed.
It's a Bad Habit, But I still Master The Globe, My skills are nice.
You could send me to hell, to battle the devil only with a sheild of ice
Black magic soaks in my patience, as I stroll thru this spaceship
I hang souls till they choke from the rope that's gotta hold to their faces
Attackin throats in black smoke as I shapeshift in my dead stance
Silent as breath pant with my fingers folded spittin my death chan
I hobble lands as I topple man, and that's when I don't follow plans
Ima tech ninja, u couldn't touch my hologram with hollow hands
My mellow fist crafted ur meadows and ghettos when I was at level 6
Crushed the world of Oz - all that remained were yellow bricks
To signify me steppin on dreams, I meditate in the heart of a cave
Spit darts at the brains of fathers of slaves and leave the daughter for trade
Fighting constantly With poison wraps I leave humans spun in a band
Breathin heat around the Earth with the sun and Satans lungs in my hands
Walk the moon in green attire holdin the heads of the queens and friars
Mastered the dragon fist cuz each finger bears a ring of fire