Jus allah - Black Arts with lyrics

Yall never thought it would happen, but the Alliance is here now, all fates have changed MOTHERFUCKERS!

(Jus Allah)
I puff the best plants It aint a drug test it's a death camp
I don't change the motherfuckin bed pans
time to change the buckets where the heads land
clearing for the next damn, left handers don't belong near Bethlehem
to fear reprimand, cruel and unjust
A Monster, I got a blood lust call me a lush
You say prayers to the dead like air heads
you mixed up the round wholes with square pegs.
Rock your dome knock loose rods and combs
blow down your homes into coble stone
The aftermaths is a disaster zone, just a waste land
The blast radius disinigrates ape man
Waking up another morning, blood on my shirt,
It never gets boring when true love is at work
I see dead people I never seen enough
The ambulances are ice cream trucks...


(Chorus) x2
What mines is mines, what yours is mine
The black arts outer rhyme, it's our time.
Two voices one mind, King of the God, from darkness to sunshine

(Icon the Mic King)

Retaliation comes from the fallen angels perfected scrolls
I'll delete your file once I've decompiled your genetic code
Took a bless and oath; a skill that touch your honor always gotta one up ya'll niggas like you suck at Contra
Fall victim to circumstance but i make a leap of logic; run laps around time and teach inanimate Objects the plan and the process; for ya'll niggas to fold under pressure like beach chairs.
I'll hit you so hard where you stands the spot where you'll land, your organs'll invert you'll write With your opposite hand catered the last supper to help Jesus escape the nails.
Now I'm here too use stakes too proof faith for my self
I stair into the sun till it's too scared to show em
I write two diffent rhyme's at the same time with both hands
No change to you defeating me, cause all life is vibration
Tune out your frequency
Leave your speech manifest, illegally designed to start an empire in the streets of China

I'm un--limited you truly think you can stop me?
remains to be seen like exhuming a body

(Chorus) x2
What mines is mines, what yours is mine
The black arts outer rhyme, it's our time.
Two voices one mind, King of the God, from darkness to sunshine

(Jus Allah)
I need a down ass witch with a broomstick, hammer and nails and a six foot crucifix
A napkin and some toothpicks, let my belt loose after all the beheaded im fucking useless

(Icon the Mic King)
I'm in touch with the music and unearth you too infinity you love ABUSE BITCH?
I convert you to energy
Me and Jus working in synergy exposing the truth
I use an hammer to crack your smile like im making an sculpture off you

(Jus Allah)
Tear your culture in two, reduce your crew down to a few
You only do we allow you, bow with the pressure of all powerful
Master of the day of requital, I'm infallible

We do the impossible divide by zero and get a result I dont cast the shadow, i am the shadow, I cast the self
airlights be alike? to the zenith storm ? cause we both roll with the punches like lunch cards

(Chorus) x2
What mines is mines what yours is mines
The black arts outer rhyme, it's our time
two voices one mind, King of the God from darkness to sunshine

(outro)
Fuck you corny ass niggas
you never can fuck with us
bitch ass niggas
Get your fucking rhymes straight
Keep your mind right, Yahh stop sucking
Yo, we cut hands of the dragon no matter how many fucking hands you got on ya
yall bringing hydras and shit, its all good our sword are so much sharper