Da Resurrection

(Verse 1)

As word got off to ruin reps bled

I hear them shitted every breath said

From those that wanted to place Twista in the death bed

Business didn't go right

And punks was dissin' my rappin' sound

That's when the grave digger buried me in the ground

Six feet down, verbally I would catch a beatdown

Niggas think I'm sweet, can't compete

And from a incomplete town

Cause they sleep on me

And can't see what's about to take place

Cause at a snake pace I can spit dope shit right in the fake's face

Gone a few years

Disbelievers often thought I would soften

Shit, I was gettin' so cold that I was coughin' in the coffin

And sharping up to cut those wit my shoulder blade

Makin' every word I speak a splitter

So motherfuckers reconsider

On testin' me

I'm straight out the grave with articulate shit

To kick rip through hypocrites when I spit you pigs hit the bricks

From the release of this album throughout the future

Niggas learn a lesson

Cause it's the mothafuckin' resurrection

(Verse 2)

Huh, now that I revert this acknowledge

That I set shit off right, not a soft sight

Make b-boys' bodies bleed till they turn off white

And if you bought mics, bring the battle

Or wait the day that won't take a break

When I make a fake

Rippin' mics like a paper plate

Escape the gate of the cemetery

When dug up out the dirt

I be hypin' I.C. Dre and I went berserk

Runnin' through rappers like anorexics through exits

When it's man I flex it

Best be protected cause ain't no antisceptic

This sounds hectic

I strip rhythms naked when I mic check it

How does it feel gettin' fucked up by the least M.C. expected

Resurrected to wreck it for Chi-town to K-town

If you can't duck what's manifested I suggest you stay down

Infrared and Speedknot Mobstaz is what I campaign

Draw more blood than a artist

With a syringe when I vent brains

Stamp the names on the wall of those I'ma staff 'em

Dissection for testin'

I told you pussy ass niggas it's the resurrection