gotta find a way out of the city these streets a filled with the guilty sinners n evil demons my old friends i feel nothing but pity now u my soon departed enemies thought u were ahead of me the stalking police corupted and pissed at me because they feel i should b locked up counting a century i guess it was my destiny since elementary one day id see the pennitentary it was dope fiend serving n debt collecting assaulting aggravating people decapitating burning n incinerating i become a villain of the darkness a hooded masked assailant the worried faces were often turned into amazement i made my claim my strangle hold my grip i hate acid but i do trip want a tip stay out of my way cause ill bwith spaz breakout like the measels and fuck with u who the fuck are u pay me or out the way im of my face fuck earth fuck this place my enemies ill leave no trace no face to a case im putting my boots on anti gravity to space fuck the human race streets on lock down im above n below the ground my casualties noone will hear your begging sound noone will ever b found all u hear is my a/r round fuck u n fuck this town its going down a lifetime of experience n preperations time is now or never turn these streets into jurusalem the final battles enemies death rattle slaughtered like cattle in the abatoir im like those resivour dogs stuck in the middle torturing u how bizare i need a ski mask these cops a trying to catch a scent disposable gloves n razors n bleach i destroy all evidence then incinerate the crime scene the flame spreads n rises faster i am the higher class im a numb faceless blank mask im hear to complete my task i am coordinated by my past iam the fallen the last hi on a meth blast i portal dive into your reality i orgment fast through the star gate tunnel i guess like pouring petrol with a funnel im lost in a prison its more like a kennel im use to wearing jeans n a flenno but dude weres your car n den im a oil picture painted with fingers on a eazel i mash words like a mixture and spit bars like a holy scripture im old english devils im dancing doubble dutch backwards literature im the zero the anti dark matter the the darkened swamp creature the final fixture streets on lock down im above n below the ground my casualties noone will hear your begging sound noone will ever b found all u hear is my ar round fuck u n fuck this town in the end i guess its my cavalier brillance im intelectual morbid excellence with dark maelevolence walking ancient decadence the last ride to nowhere riding the burning flame all the same im the pit monster the z dr death with a needle of acid in my vein straight to my brain im flowing like a drain i love the pleasure but nothing compares to pain the doctors claim im sic in my head labelled insane but they just trying to blame put me in a frame im underground reaper like bane do u feel in charge ask yourself do u feel lucky on a full pale moon dance with the devil im on a whole nother level better get the shovel im the one if your not 1st ricky your last end of class you never will pass im the one n only z the last streets on lock down im above n below the ground my casualties noone will hear your begging sound noone will ever b found all u hear is my ar round fuck u n fuck this town