into the rhythm of vicious pilgrims hittin my venom,
i got almost lethal doses of penicilin for my victims
here the clock tickin, ya heart skippin, as your trippin
as i pitch my hit list for every sentence i get in the vengeance as a menace shittin,
dont you gremace..more to come, more the fun, enjoy the run,
… spoil the night with alcohol smacked with gun powder from my gun
this aint a game, rewind the pain, as i drain,
my lyrics are pricless not worthy of fame or blame?
its a shame, you cant comprehend my sylabbles as i rain down the grain,
rusty razor blades for your veins, as the seepage of my soul flames,
ima make all u critics get the picture im tryin to witness in this buisness
hip hop aint just talk its they way of life and the way i came
it aint the way you walk its the real thoughts of life from your brain
try to maintain, as the pains gains and i rearrange..
cease to talk, cease to walk, cease to smell, cease to jock,
look me in my eyes and see the chalk,
souless and hopeless just waitin in the darkness 4 my guap
focus as if its hocus pocus magicians dopeness..
the time is here, the lightnings here, ripinings near
im evolving in the atmosphere, im tellin u 2012 is my year,
wether u like it or not ima expose all your ‘unlikely’ fears,
this is the warning that jordan scott is writing tears
soul of a viking thats been hiking and fighting for years
so dont be surprised if u hear that im near,
thunderous striking is what im likely to bear,
so swear to my face you might be scared.. holding up a cross above your hair!!!!!!