It Won't Stop

These veterans better get ready for severin' and blood sheddin'
 Fuck a gun, when I'm finished there's no bodies to place the lead in
 Beheadin' the beast with sharp blades
 They're so heavy that when they touch you
 They crush you before they even get a fuckin' chance to cut you
 You ain't fucking with Qwazaar
 Vocally slay all with eight bars
 The only one hard enough that he can rape God
 Verbally take y'all through hell and back
 Your scabs are peelin' back
 Drain the blood from your skull then heal? it back
 Scars carved am I gonna have to? mark the death count
 In a boxing match I snatch your breath out then count the ref out
 I thought I warned you, death is upon you
 With steel cleats I'm stompin' on you
 Ghosts from the past, cats I killed, hunt you
 Miniature missiles launch through your chest cavity
 I love the smell of your burnt flesh actually
 I love the sound of your burnt flesh
 Hittin' the ground from the cause of the gravity
 I spit concrete reality, it won't stop
 Always and forever, Qwazaar, on and on, on and on
 Qwazaar, see this shit never stops, always and forever
 Qwazaar, on and on, on and on, Qwazaar, it don't stop
 It won't stop until I see the coroner closing you up
 After pulling the bullet from out of the hole that opened you up
 Manifest and feel the chill from my breath
 These punches'll punch through your chest with a fist full of death
 Even a death before sedition
 The type o' shit that'd convert the four horsemen to Christian
 Paganistic worshippin', harsh rippin'
 I spill your blood across the altar the four fifth and lift you
 If I'm God I ain't gotta explain why I'm comin' to get you
 You think we battlin' bitch? listen
 I'm comin' to kill you
 Stick you till the blood spills on cats you brought with you
 My blade'll split you
 Bringin' them with you was a bad choice
 As a matter of fact I blast five nines
 You can ask words with telepathic ability
 I place thoughts in your mind that's so hard to graf?
 That when you try to spit em it's not your voice
 The evidence of pain is all over you sir
 For whatever it's worth these murderous words'll put Jehovah in dirt
 Set it off apocalyptic holocaust off on all of you, brutally awful
 You hear the cries from God callin' you
 (on and on and it don't quit)
 It won't stop until I see the heads feelin' the beat
 It won't stop until I see the blood spillin' in streets
 It won't stop until I read about who murdered your crew
 It won't stop until I see the heads feelin' the beat
 It won't stop until I see the blood spillin' in streets
 It won't stop until I read about who murdered your crew
 It won't stop until I speak these words to you
 On and on, It don't stop, on and on and on and on
 Always and forever, Qwazaar
 See this shit never stops