The Wreckoning

[Lateef]

Look bitch

You know I'm comin' tight

So you can switch them hips from left to right

All night and won't nobody give a shit

If you were sittin'

I might ask you to stand so you can take a load

Off your mind

Cause the lyrics you kicked were so butt, your brain

It must be synonymous

With your behind in the time and you know your rhymin'

Sucked black

That's why I still can't figure out why the fuck

He was all on my nut sac

He was droolin' on the tool and who are you foolin'

Tryin' to act so cool and

When it comes to the duelin'

Pull up a stool and we can begin the schoolin'

Ooohin and Ahhhin

Really don't matter as long as the rapper

They know who's shit is phatter

And who should be beggin' the pardon

For the disaster as I blast you into

Anti-matter make you scream out uncle

As I punk you with the funk

Watch you buckle like a punk will

Another chump killed

As I chuckle pumpin' steel through the steel

So that I can steal the show

The bunk had no appeal

Meaning that I don't feel the whack

EVEN when you be feeling that

No matter how slow you go

You still got no-THING to say

When skills are softer than clay matter

C'mon man, that ain't where the cash is

You musta thought that pretty ass shit was gon' make

Some dough on the strength of those promo pictures

Ho

Blow me down

I gets down

That even if we go just one more round

And I'm from the 'O'

Challenging you in your own goddam town

And I know the homies gon' clown

When they hear the profound thoughts and

Experiences applied from my strife to the

End of your life on this mic

The years run off by the hour

The aspirations FLEE with the YEARS

As they get devoured with time

Eventually you will age and collapse

What good are your raps if your

Synapses can't fire

The rapid rhymin' and tactics

That I can flash with

Automatically blastin' back and

Cappin' and laughin' at all of this whack

Material that you brought

Devoid of substance lacking

Action between word and thought and

Perhaps it's best for e'rybody

If we just cut short

Silence

You itch you lust

Your breath is taken

When you awaken

In the state of the shock

Thoughts of ex-communication

And the implications of that situation

Racin' through your floggin' stopped up

Noggin' as you're massagin'

You're jarred

What's that you saw

You try rememberin' but it's foggier than

Fisherman's wharf

At six in the mornin'

Through the gloom of dawn

Your doom is doomin' like the

Moon you know when you'll be due

And you'll die and soon

And when you die

Your heart stops

The brain is TECHNICALLY ALIVE

For three or four minutes

Digesting the curse for the next 24 hours

Give or take a smidgen

Blood remains viable for several hours and

Settles down once the body's downside is

Darker and you will mottle

The grip of rigor mortise clenches it's fist

And two to six hours

Relinquishes

Two to three days later by this time

The stomach is bloated with gaseous

Fumes consumin' will blow shit up fo' sho'

Oh by the way

The flesh decomposes fast

Veins and skin turn

Blue, purple, green and black

Nose and softer tissue turns to a

Jelly consistency thicker than Jell-O

Cornea of the eyes are no longer clear

Sickly jaundiced yellow

When you see and it softens

Eyes they melt in their sockets

Watch the skin pull away

From the gum-line leavin' no lips

So what's left and

A wicked grin

Bacteria thrive nightcrawlers fill

No morrow only hunger

Maggots arrived and now's devourin'

Decayed and sourin'

But hey

Really though

Why even trip

It ain't

Only the physical in which

Your consciousness exists

And in the end

Forensic details are about as important

As the gear your sportin'

So why even resist

Ya trick

You should desist and listen

To the mix your missin'

With the kicks that's hittin'

In the midst of the mist

Into which your slippin'

The lights start to dim

And the lesson of infection

You're witnessin' is the wreckoning

Winded old and you'll POP

You cease to exist

Terror in your eyes

And a smile on your lips

When you hear the remix

You cease to exist

Terror in your eyes

And a smile on your lips

When your heart lights up

You cease to exist

Terror in your eyes

And a smile on your lips

When you hear the lyrics

You cease to exist

Terror in your eyes

And a smile on your lips