The Testament - Bloody Fat Fucks, Young, Ilohshix

We got beats by the foundation

We be taking over, invasion, evasion of the profound asians that

Seperates the average and styles that never age

That’s timeless, and we never go rhymeless!

Let the words be the testament, as the Axe Gang march forth as a regiment

Rejuvenate, recuperate when we annihilate in your area

So get familiar and stay behind the barrier

I’m from the era where they scribe words on papyrus

And where they count the numericals with the abacus

But now it’s digital devices and apparatus to access divine paths of

Rhyme travelers that went from carving these alphabets on stone tablets

To coding binary poems on touchpads and tablets

I lived through the old testament up till the new one

And speak the final revelation like the Qu’ran

Anybody wanna come please wanna come test be my guest

Step into the nebulas

Stellar status when im on my lyrical tetris

Never go test a men who is the testament

Of the regiment or you gonna be feelin the

Rage of the bretheren

Im the adamant i dont really think you understand this

Young the cool the flow alchemist

Bloodsounds, breathe life when im up in this

We be rallying with the most damaging, vocabulary

Get out of the way of the oratories

Oracles delivered orally

We mentally cause a wreckage, full circle the extra ordinary

As I, scar faces when I chain your body to a speeding car race / I step on your

carcass

I’m the hidden corpus beneath the corpses

I’m the director when I direct 'em as I direct they

To go down on your knees and pray

Now repeat every word that I’m about to say

As I reincarnate, incantations, incantations

This is for my daily scar faces

My style is anti-derivative / Futuristic

Yours is primitive like the 70's retro

My level is advanced japanese techno-logic on another plateau / Alien

soundscapes for my Mac Pro

That is designed for the mentally blind which will spark the ions and electrons

inside your mind / Intertwine

Then I take control of you / Like a midi controller, I take hold of you

Program as your open thoughts, I open source

This is the dark side of the X against your broken force

My bloodstream is filled blood an lithim

Destroy vintage minded emcees like equilibrium

I verbally force the heavenly forces down to earth

Superhumanly impossible i rebirth

Bring the ruckus on some Wu shit

Let me show you how to do it

Cut the beat, bitch I can prove it

Bring the flag out, before i bring the Axe (X) out

Put you to sleep before i even cut your lights out

I’m the fuckin best and there’s nothing you can do about it

XS we the best, there ain’t no doubt about it

This is when the rain drops on the paper

Smudge the feelings and the ink that i catered

First it was attraction, now its fatal

Speaking of keeping the faith, I can’t believe this is fated

I used to pen down verses with my hand

But now I let my heart speak in sentiments to amend

I can’t function when I lose a part of me

And apart from being apart

None the better half of me

I don’t write them in expressive poetry

This poet used to have a soul but soul lost miserably

Its unfortunate when I come quick to tell off that fortune teller bitch

Quit with the forgery / Let god be the judge for my flaws

Leave my affairs and my flairs, don’t need your applause / Of course

Its XS till the death of it

But its la’illaha’illallah from birth till death of me