Dead in the Middle

Where are you?
 Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know
 That we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily
 Dead in the middle, I'm as hot as a griddle
 Went harder than gristle, a martyr on the top of a missile
 You want it? I got it to give it pop a clip in
 Then follow your fucking mama grocery shopping
 And shot up her Honda Civic
 The Demigodz In'ifadaBin Laden with Dodger fitteds
 I let the money talk, I don't holler at bitches
 My competition is missing, maybe it doesn't exist
 Like global warming I'm warning these motherfuckers so listen
 I'll bring a storm to your city, so I'm normally shitty
 You'll be doing rain dances in the streets like Diddy
 You ready to get retarded, lawless, raw bar
 Hopping in a bar, forget where you parked, you know the R is
 Dead in the middle while we sipping a forty
 Riddle your whip with who many shots you thought we were Soviets, homie
 No, no, no, no, it's the Godz who get it right
 No need to look around, you know right where to find me, aight?
 
 It's the end of the world as we know it, so pop the cork
 I got a jansport filled with explosives
 Bring your corpse crispy down in Corpus Christi
 My instruments hollow out pianos and leave every organ empty
 I got greasy with a groupie and I smacked her britches
 The bitch worship my nuts, I guess she sacrilegious
 And that's what happens when your rap is vicious
 Sadomasochistic, snapping pictures of captured victims
 In my dungeon won't feed you
 Leave you 'till you're just a carcass
 Turn a major label rapper back to a starving artist
 Who's the hardest motherfucker? Yes I am
 My porcupine grenade'll hit you wherever the spikes land
 I am my own hype man
 So whoever standing next to me has got to be the got damn boogieman
 I make the cookie blam, the biscuit go off
 The ratchet have a seizure, make it sneeze and blow your nose off
 
 Fuck with me and the outcome could be disturbing
 Submerging scalpels in your flesh like a surgeon
 Emerging after all the rest get burned in the furnace
 s will arise like a Phoenix, I'm Jesus look into my eyes
 I'm the savior mixed with Satan, no surprise
 I'm American with mental terrorisms televised
 I'm the angel, the Antichrist all in one
 I'm a priest, I'm a thug, I'm a nun with a gun
 I'm the pope, the Colombian who imports dope
 Police who pump coke that they stole from the broke
 I'm the seventeen year old rocking fake dookie ropes
 I'm the one who think the 9/11 shit was a hoax
 Got a Glock, rottweiler, and a pocket full of cash
 If the world goes crazy when the stock market crash
 I'm dead in the middle of a Ritalin binge
 Dead in the middle of a bed with identical twins
 Yes, I'm dead in the middle