Existence - Non Phixion

This life is hard, my mental level is odd

Like Devils versus Gods, there’s a war inside my mind going on

Squads represent these separate emotions

Three quarters of us is made a water, now it’s land versus ocean

Soaking this like open wrists

Had this bitch sucking my dick for poker chips

Deep-throating shit, then she sucked her own tit

I got bizarre shit, you’re just a moving target

Take your style, dissolve it

Latkes, which is made a brown sugared vomit

'Fright Night' of The Comets

Seven Islamics named Mohammed rocking scimitars

That give the illest scars, to the Godless

Unworthy ones my verse is thirty guns, blasting off north

My rhyme’s a sawed-off, I’m hip-hop, I can’t be bought off BLAOW!

I blast a scripture like a fracture blister

Attack the system like when cancer hits a random victim

Splatter liquid like a twisted sponge

I’m like a biscuit hit your lungs

Twitch your tongues

We putting rhymes in circulation

Like it’s drugs inside bloodstreams

I like to visit other countries and see other things

The universe is all ours to explore, that’s what my mother thinks

My brother thinks most cats are shady, I think he may be right

But fuck the darkness!

I’m a try to focus on the light

I be the true and living ruler of MY world

I want world peace, so if you got beef

Stay the fuck away from me, chief

The green leaf is sparked like soldiers stomping through a swamp

With thigh high boots and radiation suits that’s glowing in the dark

It’s like a tribute to myself

While burning kids like they was grilled cheese

And every time I open up my mouth, I kill MC’s

I seen the greatest men destroyed by cowards so I watch my back

Most of these cats are so damn whack

That they’d be lost without they gat

That’s not to say a gat is evil

Only people can deceive you

Make you bleed through wounds that never heal

And leave your spirit feeble

It’s depressing

The truth will set you free so just accept it

You don’t even have to like my shit, so long as you respect it

Without the positive — We can’t exist

Without negativity — We can’t exist

Without the sunshine — We can’t exist

Without the darkness — We can’t exist

Heyo without a little love — We can’t exist

Without liquor and drugs — We can’t exist

Without three religions — We can’t exist

Without the tell-lie-vision — We can’t exist

It’s like my views are ancient

Crusty like basements Studying spaceships

Anal probe with metal prongs testing temperature placements

Teeth of a dragon, face of a lion, Children of Zion

Half-breeds who defecate iron burnt to flames

We find robots from the Bible insane, unknown intelligence

Sons of the sun with astral resonance

Bigger than rap, I live a life of decadence

Turn mass to energy

Medicine man telepathy, conspiracy, Tel Aviv

Up in my pyramid, never derivative without less play

(?) raw like stones in my breastplate

We militant, we legislate laws with no decency

'98, brothers use brains at low frequencies

One time for sharp kids, killers who biblical

There’s two ghettos: one of the mind, the other physical

A break fool who be on that hunt for (?)

Race haters and pigs in white sheets running with Quakers

Without the inner self — We can’t exist

Without oxygen — We can’t exist

Without a bag of weed — We can’t exist

Without a little greed — We can’t exist

Without some real friends — We can’t exist

Without the dividends — We can’t exist

Without photosynthesis — We can’t exist

Without mass transit — We can’t exist

Prepare for mental combat, I react

Like twenty gats and hold some straps

Ready for nothing that’s not here

To take me down or hold me back

Then I come back only

To walk down mean streets like Piri Thomas

I’m in seminar where they asked us

Who practice the art of conscious?

Beware of toxic water, drinking tap could be a deathtrap

A setback, to leave our arms folded and our necks back

Existence leads back

To Egyptians and conflictions, war missions

Colored-free property and fake religions

Battle scars, nudie bars, a million stars that crashed the earth

Leave us jerked and out of work

Forcing all mine to convert

To carry weapons for aggression, Ruger M double 7's

Crash the heavens like our demo did at Geffen

Now we prepping Barracudas

While computers deja vu is forming fluids

And our brains

Re-enact the deep attack that caused the pain

The social differences

Existences, the listeners are businesses

Non Phixion is like ministers, walk the world until it finishes

Without some food stamps — We can’t exist

Without reproduction — We can’t exist

Without a clear mind — We can’t exist

Without a little pride — We can’t exist

Without self-respect — We can’t exist

Without some intellect — We can’t exist

Without the old-school — We can’t exist

Without the real truth — We can’t exist