The Wolf - Ill Bill, Sabac Red, Jedi Mind Tricks

It’s comin', it’s comin'

You wear a gun, the beast 'til the end that is This is the twilight winter

I am ready to be her son

It’s now, I will RISE to her side!

I don’t need the words, I’m beyond

Keep it homie this is a gangsta party

Bullet proof glass for Robbie

Die sorry by the hand of vampires and zombies

Fire bombin’suicide army God’s inside me Ride 'til I motherfuckin’die high on canarcy

Unfocusable, 'xplodin smokin toast to ya vultures

Soldiers in haemoglobin words of evil spoken invokin'

Volcanoes evoked, these veterans are very violent

Non Phixion Jedi Mind Tricks a deadly virus

I could just go live no love

I read Kaballah on drugs

Gun in my wig gettin’my dick sucked

Bitches spit and cum on each others clits for kicks

Cocaine tits degenerates smother ya shit

Another day in paradise, surrounded by bloodsuckers and parasites

Gettin’in shoot outs for Amorites

Leave ya block flooded wid blood this hard find I promised

Eat shit suck fuck kill and die honest

The big bad fearless wolf

I’m the end of the world

Wearing the flesh of fallen angels

I’ve scanned the reality

I see it, the corruption of flesh

And blood to you all!

Call me the rap Che Guerera

Loungin’in the black grave’s terror

I lace tracks wid terror forever smellin’death

Reoccurrin’like the hands of burnin’flesh

Must be the spirit of Koresh that keep me turnin’in the bed

Troopers hoverin', you’ll be sufferin’crews be buggin'

When they rather shoot they brother than abuse the government

Our crews make compliments from writin’darkness

When we spark this the hardest part is when Gods is dealing with fake artists, I face charges for speakin’my piece

Unleash the beast after nine eleven still got beef wid police

Streets’a warzone we more prone to violence and greed

No voice leaves no choice they tryna silence the seeds

Time is when will you get yours, stop relyin’on me

I’m firin’wid speed so before you dyin’you’ll bleed

This is a war call I warn y’all stay up 'fore you’re held

Or get fucked up cut up ya wrist and kill yaself

The flesh of fallen angels come to me all!

A secret, living on by the skin of reality

I am the wolf!, 'til the end

I don’t need the words, I’m the beyond the words

These streets is Vietnam

I’m like Jesus tryna complete a song

I believe in Islam heathens can bleed 'til they gone

It’s on, anyone can get hit

Anyone can get the centre of their energy split

My enemies fit, to face Palestine

You bitch rappers only got heart on Valentine’s

And all ah y’all that wanna know how my metal feel

It gets settled in the temple when my baretta kill

My pen bleeds the ink y’all spill

But y’all still seem to think y’all real

Jedi Mind real put the nine to ya grill

We spit real, and y’all run for the hills

I stab you in the back 'til it weakens the knees

Then smash you wid a statue of Jesus that bleeds

I’ve tasted the devil’s green blood

It runs in my veins

I’ve seen beyond the world

The architecture of blood and bone marrow

Death is coming!

I have tasted the flesh of fallen angels

I am the wolf yes!, I am the wolf!