Secrets Worth Dying For (feat. Aaron Johnson)

Live in the shadow of alien tribes with eyes the size of flying saucers
 Funeral assassins spraying automatics out of coffins
 Creeps with Lamas bogart like Feech LaManna? supreme Japanese piranhas freezing the spinal
 Draw, die first, Russian fanatics
 If sleep is the cousin of death then death is the cousin of sadness
 Murder's the cousin of madness, love is the cousin of that bitch
 I smash shit, give me my money I'm anxious
 Crisp hundreds in the envelope, dookie on the?
 Spit roughish with the hella flow, hootie on the blow
 Buy up arms, molotovs, Irish car bombs
 Wild out squads, I body those, nine in my palm
 Only the dead have seen the end of war
 We use the tools of vengeance
 Fuck interrogation room conventions
 Keep your mouth shut, I'd rather stay true to friendship
 And follow that rule until everything I knew has ended
 I'm like a meteorite, I'm like graffiti you write
 If you knew the meaning of life amongst the greedy and trife
 Two hundred forty thousand miles of neural threads in the human brain
 Enough to stretch from planet Earth to the moon's terrain
 All I need is nine millimeters to think
 I put it in perfect perspective so that people can take
 Time to digest my thoughts, connect to receiver
 Slice heads with swords drench you with ether
 Maybe you been handed yourself one of them first class tickets to the resurrection
 Religious symbolism, the diamonds witness perfection
 Shocking and horrific monstrosity
 Monolithic iconic I'm scientific
 Like that runaway satellite that crashed to the Earth
 The one they didn't tell us about, our planet is cursed
 Ever since the mysteries of the pyramids
 My fingerprints, DNA, retinal scans experience
 Have been most helpful, navigated through the dead pool
 But told you about them guys with eyes like head wounds
 Biokinetic ooze they drool
 You read about them in these books you didn't get from school
 This is not an exercise, this is fullblown thermonuclear war
 Get your radiation suits on, we shooters and more
 We the most vocal outerspace post-global
 Fifty years ago I wrote quotables now I accept the Nobel
 While ministers hope and cover the truth from the populous
 I resurrect the light down and save this metropolis
 Where cops are just looking for ops to rob us and set us up
 It's second nature in the streets of America
 Where devils have us incarcerated like savage animals
 At the hands of a system designed to kill us
 They plan to do damage with psychological tools more than banana clips
 Something simple like making cannibalism glamorous
 Cult symbols hidden inside of movies behind the crucifix
 Lucifer's influence is evident in numerous
 Everyday objects, the dollar bill, CBS
 The gleaming eye of Horus big brother watching your every step
 Moving up the ladder with Jacob until you break your neck
 We ain't concerned with who's a Mason, we facing death
 Nigga we all masons, bricks working to cheques
 Paranoid leaders singing orders through a text
 Skull and Bones terror bomb symbolize death
 Fists symbolize powers, hands symbolize sex