[Intro]

Yeah...
Waddup, it's Passion...
The Lyrical Assassin n***a...
Can I Bus!
Yo

[Verse]

I was summoned as the dominate Providence lyricist
Prominent lyrics get armored and honored
Fulfilling bitch targets with confidence
Killing civilian consciousness harder than British Parliament
Getting uplifting compliments from communistic congressman of other continents Lyricism? I fathered it, with being the illest as the accomplishment
I harnessed it and polished it before other artists did
As the honest prophet with an anomalous source of partnership
Saw the beat and I tortured it, I'm the synonym of unfortunate
I'll show you what the meaning of slaughter is
In ordinance of ruthless shit
I tore the hands of Lucifers to get my point across with his fingers towards a crucifix
This lucrative movement is passing, I'm the motherfucker Passion
Creating musical tone patterns from skeletal bone fragments
Surpassing the masses, turning ashes to flames then flames back into ashes
Im faster than dragsters, swifter than download speeds on Napster
Valedictorian of speed classes holding degree packets
Mastery above every master
Fuck the earth, I'm holding the universe like Atlas when I rap shit
My deoxyribonucleic acid is the reason I'm that sick
'Cause I'm rapping for more, cracking your jaw
Break your back into halves then to fractions of four
This is Spit Boss Holocaust, so you better acknowledge it
I heard the opportunity and followed it
'til there's nothing to bother with react like a Halogen
Made the microphone my bitch when I spit the trick swallows it
The obelisk of knowledge empowerment plowed to the ground like the towers did
I stole your pussy pride and deflowered it
'Cause I'm tired of the cowardness
And sick of bitch made slashed with your shoulder blade
Your souls trapped in your rib cage
If your willing to get slain?
Sacrifice your honor so I can really guarantee your departure
You were the martyr for me to slaughter from border to border
Couldn't focus on one kill, I got Attention Deficit Disorder
Dread Alert, Dread Alert, V for Vendetta at work
This is lyrical fitness for all of the earth
Whenever I fuck a verse it gets serious boy
I be ripping through more Trojans than Achilles in Troy

Motherfucker!