[Chorus x2]

Lettin loose its the detonator setting off a time bomb

Ring the alarm

I'm coming through with the wickedness

Inject the fluids of the sickest and watch as I kick this



[Verse 1]

I got a nation of millions to capture

lyrical disaster pass the Ganja

choppin shit like a bladerunner

huntin down my opponents like the predator

ready to start my search like the hunt for Red October 31st

Day of my birth had much pain as an adolescent

Natural stigmata, much drama when Mom's was stressin

They're on my trail like the bone collector

Select the sense from my sixth

Inject the fluid of the wickedness

Fuck the world! Is my motto

I just can't understand why they point the finger

When they see me doing my thing

Bitches swing when they see me pass on by

In the GS4

With the Cane plates bought from my last tour

Its Amityville Horror on haters block

For those that copycat my tactics trying to make it to the top

Like in the shining when Jack Nicholson got possessed with the wickedness

I'm true to kicking this



[Chorus x2]



[Verse 2]

Like Manson dismantling MC's who oppose a threat

You really don't want to get into some shit that you'll regret

Cause like Samuel I hold the whole place for negotiation

Incarcerating anyone with the temptation trying to test my faith

Is it safe to come out and play now? Is he gone?

Man I don't understand what kind of high this dude is trippin on

Pure I-C-E with a twist of Vanilla thriller

Captivating souls like the body snatchers

Its return of the living Caucasians

Of psychopathic mind grabbing Asiatic demonic fanatics

Causing havoc bringing the pain

Flaming up like in Backdraft

Feel the wrath of the lyrical combustion

Many aren't true to what they're busting

(From the depths)

I'm coming through like the Hell Raiser

It's the end of days there's no escape from the detonator



[Chorus x4]