[Intro: Pope Locc]
Ah, ah
Welcome to the Blacc Plague (Blacc Plague), Blacc Plague
Risen up from the bottomless pits is the Locc that you know as Cyco (Cyco)
Written by [the other n***a?], The Popester, and his Nightbreed n***as (N***as)
Bring the twenty-third chapter, The Revelations, the dowry of killers (Killers)
Haha, all for yo shit
I bring forth the Black Christ

[Verse 1: Pope Locc]
I've reached immortality, uplift it like gravity
The forgotten but rotten to the bone like a cavity
Creep with the elite 'cause Nightbreed stay deep
Twist any pitiful clique and leave 'em on the critical list
Misdirected, but selected to serve the words
So don't trip, we've emerged with angelic script
Equipped with the remedy to conquer the enemy
Now we finna see how to clear the vicinity
Twenty-three chapters, the Revelation's elevating the second war with more hating than Satan
Waiting to retrieve the souls of those who chose to oppose any belief the pearly gates wouldn't close
The second of banishment representing the untold
Tested and so we hold the mold to us heaven-sent
Seven signs, ten commandments, but we've been handed the eighth and eleventh and the powers to open up heaven

[Outro: Pope Locc]
Now, I lay me down to sleep
I pray to Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray to Lord my soul to take
The Blacc Plague