The Darkest Cloud
[Verse 1]I prayed to God for his blessing to consent slaughterYour seven ounces of brain holds two percent waterLiterally, your dry ideas belong under your armpitsFully armed spit, my palm slick with this engravedVakill, in quotations, "the nicest", after I come fuck this liquid HellOnly hos that's giving head is getting floatation devicesDigest words to kill by, autopilot my techniqueSo even if I sleep on my own shit, it's still flyI'm God's only begotten renegade angel, saint sinner, make anemic hemmorhageI can draw a graphic scenic image with paint thinnerLet the bullshit stop 'til it screech with hot leadI beseech hip-hop heads 'til the tooth brush is obsoleteMeaning fuck around and catch a reach flip-top head, I set respectable trendsTell the sickest emcees blueprint my testicle skinDon't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks to your chin[Chorus]Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice thanPut your tool on safety and a mic in the mic standYour fight plan's now in Christ's handsCause the darkest cloud shall rain the rest of your natural life spanBow down to a entity none of y'all nice thanPut your tool on safety and a mic in the mic standYour fight plan's now in Christ's handsCause the darkest cloud![Verse 2]I voice a oral crucifixion with a mouth full of nine inch nailsConceptually blazing it trails, with your skeletal remains and entrailsIn pales, snug and cushy, my hip-hop status is c-section (why?)Cause I'm a cut above you pussiesMy DNA splice with a Japanese feudal lordBrutal sword lacerations with impartial rhymesKeep a bitch that's a 10, pimping's like Farrakhan with cerebral palsyI can start a million march of dimesSignificant severed uncertain signsSalivating circles around cyphers of a venomous serpent kindDizzying bitches, murking niggas, grizzly and vicious'Til they minus Flesh-N-Bone like Layzie, Krayze, Bizzy and Wish'sWho the sickest shitting this year?And your continuation of breathing all depends on how good is the answersFuck up and the judge will sentence me so many timesYou'll have to indent this shit and put it in stanzas[Chorus]Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice thanPut your tool on safety and a mic in the mic standYour fight plan's now in Christ's handsCause the darkest cloud shall rain the rest of your natural life spanBow down to a entity none of y'all nice thanPut your tool on safety and a mic in the mic standYour fight plan's now in Christ's handsCause the darkest cloud![Verse 3]I don't talk shit, I give shit a second languageYou ass-betting in dyslexic Spanglish, hope for the best but expect the anguishPresently, sleepers dying pissed offAnd my sole solution for the chronic bedwetting is electric blanketsMy diatribe murks entire tribesI'm the thirteenth ghost from drama's futureSo when I make the alphabet before Karma SutraThe English language'll have to be staple stitched back together withstainless steel armored suturesDrunken word techniques from mental and Taquina liquorShit bananas with a peel and a Chiquita stickerHeat a clip up, shush kids to sleepSpitting Korean entrepreneur flows that push wigs to eatIlluminous whip, darkest cloud cumulous thickShrap numerous cliques, cancer tumor is sickNickel slick, quick humorous spitLiquid sword salivation 'til throats of every consumer is slitShit, in a recessive state my flows are ego spectacleIf I was born with one nut, I'd still be ego-testicleAnd niggas shit-popping more instead of worth they weightCan't hold a fucking candle to me with Bob Hope's birthday cakeI've enhanced the Jordan rulesPutting bodies on the Mike and watch the flyest nigga leap to his deathIf the name of my profession is "fuck you"Then basically what I'm trying to say is... never mind, my work speaksfor itself[Chorus]Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice thanPut your tool on safety and a mic in the mic standYour fight plan's now in Christ's handsCause the darkest cloud shall rain the rest of your natural life spanBow down to a entity none of y'all nice thanPut your tool on safety and a mic in the mic standYour fight plan's now in Christ's handsCause the darkest cloud!Bow down to a entity none of y'all nice thanPut your tool on safety and a mic in the mic standYour fight plan's now in Christ's handsCause the darkest cloud shall rain the rest of your natural life spanBow down to a entity none of y'all nice thanPut your tool on safety and a mic in the mic standYour fight plan's now in Christ's handsCause the darkest cloud!