It's the God of the Serengeti I'm the God of the seven deadly
Immortal Technique Poison Pen what up
And Your Blood Will Blot Out the Sun by Vinnie Paz, Immortal Technique, Poison Pen, from the album God of the Serengeti. G O D Jus ***** Tony Kenyatta what up baby
Listen yeah
Supreme Godhead gutter like poverty
Righteous man is one of forty six parts prophecy
It's epicyclical orbit like the hypotheses
It's metaphysics and borders on the philosophy
Another song of yours is just another disaster
Another verse of mine is just another cadaver
You could call it a Genesis of another chapter
You could call it the venom that's from the troubled rapper
The same rapper that was known for just smashing your face in
Who is God What's material manifestation
I'm indestructible my actions are that of a Mason
Yamasee Native American tribe of relations
The judge shoot a book at me I take it and blood
The rook move horizontally basically drugs
A nation of intellectuals a nation of thugs
Jesus is hate a nation of Satan is love
With a fist full of twenties got my mind right
With a fifth full of henny we Team Homicide
We swing side to side so what's happening'
So what's crackin So what's stackin'
If we falling out then we brawling out Team Homi
Vinnie chalk em out Team Homi ain't nothing to talk about
Team Homicide swing side to side so what's happening'
Yo what's happening, It's all that shit
Me and my conglomerates shall survive Apocalypse Yes
I charge a price for telling people what the process is
Living in a world where dictatorship is obvious Word
National resources running out for the populous
Murder doesn't need a lobbyist or an ambassador
And Your Blood Will Blot Out the Sun by Vinnie Paz, Immortal Technique, Poison Pen, from the album God of the Serengeti. Ask the survivors of the M Lai ******** Damn
‘Back to the Future' without the flux capacitor
Kill you for the gold like Colonel Gaddafi characters
You bath salt sniffin' zombies ****ing a stranger hahaha
And Your Blood Will Blot Out the Sun by Vinnie Paz, Immortal Technique, Poison Pen, from the album God of the Serengeti. Navajo skin walkers ***** I'm a face changer
Surgically remove your heart bury it at Wounded Knee
A microcosm of the graveyard that Earth is soon to be Yeah
A eulogy for those chasing cars and jewellery And
I'm stocking food and water cause shit ain't what it used to be
I'm motivated like Buster Douglas when his mother died
Border Patrol, **** see you on the other side
With a fist full of twenties got my mind right
With a fifth full of henny we Team Homicide
We swing side to side so what's happening'
So what's crackin So what's stackin'
If we falling out then we brawling out Team Homi
Vinnie chalk em out Team Homi ain't nothing to talk about
Team Homicide swing side to side so what's happening'
Yo what's happening, It's all that shit