Sacred Wars

Yo, Afu, what's up man
 It is I, Blob, hehehehe
 The invisible bully, let's show
 These cats what time it is
 If you feeling like it's safe, put ya hands up
 Bust ya head to the beat, and put ya hands up
 Man, get up out ya seat, and put ya hands up
 And forget about the beat, put ya hands up
 If you really got skills, put ya hands up
 If you trynna get a mil, put ya hands up
 If you doing, what you doing, put ya hands up
 If you ballin', with ya crew, put ya hands up
 You see my mind, has a point of view
 It's I'm unhurtable, or was it thoughts
 That you would ever think I cater to
 The combination of a never lyricist, uh-huh
 Nah, how they gonna imagine that shit
 I'm technilogical and anger the lip
 That's right, I'm like Battlestar Galactica
 Trapped inside a math book, you want the horrific
 Plus the terrific, I'm that kung fu kickin', cee-lo player
 Mad scientist, I'm with the hidden agenda
 I'm tearin' off my Mask, and yet, I'm still an Avenger
 I'm ready and the surrender, to go in back of ya neck
 To put your body, in check, so what's up
 If I couldn't rap, my shit'll be tapped in marse code
 Scanned bout thousand radios, like barcodes
 Fuck most, I'm the rapper, from down south
 Spit flames, my throat all soap with a foul mouth
 The type of cat, that swing a bat, and wild out
 Treat MC's like kids, put 'em in timeouts
 Press 'em like tape decks, let them rewind out
 I'm the best kept secret, D&D done found out
 You saw me on the news, with the four pound out
 Five state troopers there, chopped them down
 Said the found wounded three was upside down
 Oh shit, what the fuck, Don Parma' done gun out
 Behold how Blob, will blab a rap, or a hero
 Cease that crap like cee-lo, chico
 I drown that damn deliverance, with my demo
 I'm crack, don't let me do that ass, since Debo
 Hah, yo, hocus pocus, with a position, gentleman
 I rub it on, like a letterman
 It's spearmint fragrance, or a flack of cinnamon
 Soon as I leave the crime scene, they say it's him again
 Who warned ya, tear ya half way down like a waffle
 Pound ya predator, til ya, permimently puzzled
 Pussy don't push me, or you'll be found in th puddle
 Now how's that for, a hammerfied huddle
 Oooh, you dirty rat, I'm stellar
 If I have to fix it, I'mma kick it acapella
 Totally time binding, I been ascending
 Arabian Knight on the track, jump off the building