Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Severed and Split, artist - Jus Allah. Album song All Fates Have Changed, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.06.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
Severed and Split |
Yeah |
You know the name |
Omnipotent baby |
Right in front of ya eyes… |
Yo I’m way beyond the hatin' stage |
Make you fucking bathe in razor blades with someone gay with aids |
I’m the god that waives your chance of being saved |
You owe me your faith |
Parable money and names |
Motherfuckers acting funny as flames |
Who would follow you? |
I should kill you and bottle you and bury you |
Underneath the ground like it swallowed you |
You lack a common thinking degree |
Devil got you dumb slaves fucking thinking you’re free |
You’re not even alive |
Your brain just supports your 9 to 5 lost from your tribe taking false prides |
Believing in the false guides--taking opposite sides |
Listening to the prophet who ties |
Prophets from lies, your hands and a pocket of knives |
So sharp, you can’t even see the marks, with your optical eyes |
You’re a fucking joke |
Another nigga stuffed in a boat |
Blind to the ten pound choke |
Coughing in throats |
Motherfuckers turn the dust in my grips |
Ice melts before touching of my lips |
Wise men covered me with gifts |
The next is, face hanging from a necklace |
A true meaning of X-Mas--Measureless |
Deaf and by my ill residence |
It’s perpetuous--THe fucking earth shakes and the seconds split |
Catch this beatdown; |
who the fuck want beef now? |
Flow to make the seas drown; |
fire burning trees down |
Deep rooted; |
we rap forever and rip |
Yo, my crew will leave your fucking head severed and split |
Aiyo I conquer lands, high hills and deep valleys |
Control crowds, start rising spark ralleys |
Unite forces, ignite and light torchers |
Command fortress, demand expand sources |
Revive corpses, all hail the dalai lahma |
The great gandhi, extract salt from seawater the embalmer |
I dip blunts and get illy |
Alot karma, hypnotized the snake trauma |
Burn like dr. |
Jerm the chemical Ali |
You die, Hussain from Marocco to Bali |
More arms than sheiva, guishna |
I smash vinyls with a flame in my hand, To buckies with their own bibles |
My god’s iller |
Breath fire like godzilla |
King Kong hits back and forth like ping-pong |
To remix ya, My flows deep, the elixer |
To baptize ya, at last--THe messiah |
Catch this beatdown |
Who the fuck want beef now? |
Flow to make the seas drown five burning trees down |
Deep rooted, we rap forever and rip |
Yo my crew will leave your fucking head severed and split |
Yo, I appear right in front of your eyes |
A fucking broken neck was the cause of this nigga’s demise |
Despise since the day I was spawned, In the fires |
Despite heavyweight 'till my plate, I’m at rise |
Fate got me chasing these lies and all the fame |
I’m trying to blaze ya brain, with rhymes you know the name |
My games got run, tonz o gunz that deliver |
I’m deep rooted, T-Ruckus for ever my nigga |
Niggas got taken, sheisty cats want more |
You play yourself like a sloppy bitch on tour |
I’m cocky like Rocky |
Belboa flame thrower |
I Scorch ya, torch ya |
Touch ya when I rush ya |
You got clapse, cynapse, collapse from the pressure |
So fuck you, your fam got hit with this lecture |
Don’t let me hear you flapping them gums |
I run upon ya crew like you rapping stars slapping with guns |
I make you want your funds in the back of the slums |
Malicious hack leaving gashes and some |
I’m lethal like antrax on a fucking heartattack |
I spit out bangers you’re on your shit like axlax |
Cash the beat down |
Who the fuck want beef now? |
Flow to make the seas drown five burning trees down |
Keep doing, we rap forever and rip |
Yo my cool will leave your fucking head severed and split |
My pyrotechnic flies your ethnic out the rhyme inspector |
Tired of vagina lectures |
Now it’s for breakfast |
See how fast your mind elects it, my selection |
Hard to scarm down the texture |
Now I’m your harvest sheperd of the sheep |
I’ll lead the vinyl records |
Your ??? |
lecture, I’ll lift you the light as a feather |
The weapon will hit you the line of your life’s been severed |
To a city ship what the fuck were you thinking bitch? |
I’m drama within the booth I blow your mind like Lincoln bitch |
A terrorist I tear bricks with bare fists |
Fearless, you scared bitch go talk to your therapist |
It’s Virtuoso check the logo |
Know I’ll spit the mecca mojo |
Someone got your chick shootin game like Rabecca logo (?) |
Where my teccas blow bow, fully automated |
Got alot of hate, you need pray on this crumb leave it gestapo naked |
My mic game make disgracion, teams are rightous indignation |
We fight in prison cages for the rights of liberation |
Swing a knife and slit your face and satan devil minions catch ya |
Slap the taste out your mouth, and apply your face with ?? |
Clap you with the metal I spit, settle this shit |
You ain’t let devils can get your head severed and split |
Cash the beat down |
Who the fuck want beef now? |
Flow to make the seas drown five burning trees down |
Keep doing, we rap forever and rip |
Yo my cool will leave your fucking head severed and split |