[Verse 1]
I spit that purple spaceship, that pink elves inside a polka dot forest, that orange and yellow ape shit
That big blue building with tiny green doors, fiends on the floor, knocking and shocking, begging for change
My letter take aim, blow ‘em out of the frame
I spread it deranged, scatter your brain
Animal exchange
Seductive bullets that sunk in the heart of a husband
Stunning, the art of the woman
The wife tell detectives
She starts crying, she lying
Laughing inside, that passion, he died
Spying while dining, reclining
Drano inside of his soup, witch’s brew
The bitches knew the witness’s clue the mistresses use
Lee Harvey Oswald to John Wilkes Booth
The secrets of Roswell, six men in [?]
The gravedigger, grim reaper, the gatekeeper, red crosses
A stake with snake features
Behold the pale portrait
A teardrop of blood from the virgin’s face
Priest the mystic pharaoh splurging in space

[Hook]
The legend has it his neck and his arms are tattered
He’s raptured, he’s back, he spits classic
He’s Nazareth
The legend has it his neck and his arms are tattered
He’s raptured, he’s back, he spits classic
He’s Nazareth

[Verse 2]
Is heaven or hell sacrifices [?] impale
Skull hammers crossbone nails brimstone hells
Down upon the ghetto corners
Angel, devils, prophets’ll warn us
Shots come swarming to swatch with they warrants
Life and death, a righteous respects
Ds highlight my steps
Walk through the mystic bookstores
See them cover the walls in stain glass paintings
Amazing man invasion
Suspended animation
Tremendous canvas paintings
Cut off the head of the grand masons
Thirty third president stands as Satan
It’s all blatant
Watching cartoons, Dragon Ball Z ’til I doze off
Hand on a cup of Grey Goose
Shuffle out the tarot cards
King of [?], my face in the suits

[Hook]
The legend has it his neck and his arms are tattered
He’s raptured, he’s back, he spits classic
He’s Nazareth
The legend has it his neck and his arms are tattered
He’s raptured, he’s back, he spits classic
He’s Nazareth