in the realm again what time is it its around satan o clock gotta a quota to keep i be that ol santo creepster up in the the realm of the here and now and the hereafter im still the grand master wizard holy warlock of the christ as i slice and dice with the double bladed solid Platinum sword when i speak size 48 dickies straight gangster shiek sack cloth its the compa with all them crosses on him oh shoot keep trucha ese wey rolls up with a s.k.s speaking art and science of communication rhedoric language's geting shot up with mind blowing out your equalibrium the frontal lobe of the mind set into dark state of mind got to find the one two step bye step to unlock the spell casted upon thee i be like the organize crime lucky Luciano mayer lanski carlo gambino on them demonios that people wrapt up in conflics for no apparent reason its the gospel of santo creeps holy warlock machine spirit with know how. sqeeze those spirits unclean out your spleen i got top shelf slimey grimmey greens tio smoke you into the trees that head up into the heavens and back down again