The voices in my head they got voices in my their head Who got voices in their head who got voices in their head Whatever happened to violence? Iron sharpens iron Sharpens iron sharpens Iron I’m talking black hoods on black nights Jack moves and zip ties White collars, white walls Exciting times: thermite bombs Squad is Nureyevs and Baryshnikovs With 3D printed Automatic Kalashnikovs. Fingerprints on the magazine just rinsed ‘em off Couple hydrocarbon chains problem solved And if you know it how it ends, don’t tell I don’t believe in hell but the way things going might as well No spoilers, don’t let me know who’s the destroyer You can’t unring that bell You can’t unpoision that well So if you know it how it ends don’t tell So if you know how it ends don’t tell Take heed son and tighten up your speed runs. Cuz you need to grind some levels before you fight these devils Cracked rars on thumb drives Virus driven bit mine BulletClub.exe Culture war needs an EMP Inject the PHP Python hacks dirt cheap Server racks to junk heaps These curious smiles Belie most furious styles Seized numerous spies And seen spurious lies Trying to disguise I gotta say it’s unwise try Denying the science? That’s your funeral, guy Better take flight, Pronto. Jump in the White bronco then I'm found innocent like the glove ain't fit I'm on that blackhandpath tit aww shit your boy done did it and got away with it bitch And if you know it how it ends, don’t tell I don’t believe in hell but the way things going might as well No spoilers, don’t let me know who’s the destroyer You can’t unring that bell You can’t unpoision that well So if you know it how it ends don’t tell So if you know how it ends don’t tell

Who’s got that shit i need That shit i breathe That shit that’s all me What i can’t be lacking Bitch get at me Bitch get at me Believe that shit I speak That shit i breathe That shit that’s all me What i can’t be lacking Bitch get at me Guilty as charged, yeah I’m as Guilty as charged Whatever you accuse - It’s probably true It’s public record at this point that ya boy’s got a couple a misused screws loose Even if I did it though, What could you do to stop me? I mean, who’s gonna drop me? Honestly, who’s gon stop me? I’m watching, just waiting and watching. But yo nigga tell me one thing Because I thought I overheard something Regarding you and me and bloodstains Was it true or was it just a little bit a shit talk? I was curious about those comments You was so furious with the phonics But ain’t do shit at the concert Guess it was blah blah ya ya nonsense Come back after some tonics Cuz right now I can’t hear your sonics Maybe then you’ll speak up about who you wanna beat up Me, I’m careless with the thoughtses Crystal clear i’m talking lossless I don’t proof-read, I don’t even trust the loose leaf Since moms would breastfeed i had reckless speech My vision feels like prisms I won’t listen ;til prison I'm convinced that your diction is fiction Conviction is what's missing You’re talking your yaya but nobody’s listening To the shit that is written I just wanted to sit and have a talk Maybe discuss some things Maybe for once it won’t involve a comment box No more blah blahs no more squawks I can’t get enough Let’s hasten the confrontation I’m impatient, I’ma find you, I’m skilled in the trackdown No time for the backdown Accept these facts now i ain’t ready to relax now DDT on some thumbtacks now I must have that now Off the tracks now It’s an educated delusion, bruises contusions Power music new violence solution It’s seeming that you’re all talk And we’re koreans on them rooftops - nonstop.

I guess I kept it deprived Kept inside all the time 4 6 2 3 bitch shut your eyes Officer that ain’t mine but I got another one In the back pocket now make a decision son I turn the times tables like a new algorithimum I’m too high to feel a stone cold stone gun And I got a deathwish so the bullets the express lift To heaven or hell i don’t really give a fuck which. Bitch. Fuck that. Fuck that. I just wanna see some shit go down. Fuck that. We got the 86 glow sound. Been feeling like a dead eye every since i got my head right I’m on the red eye with a bunch of bout to be dead guys ‘Cuz I got the carry on and inside is the M5 Turn it on breaking news, going down, it's live Toxins that’s airborn, I got ‘em in an airhorn Watch it go down fam just toss me the popcorn Top floor to sea shore no parachute no breath no stress What’s left we’re all destined for death it’s cool I’m ready for whatever comes next can’t see no evil can’t see we people Even through peephole don’t speak just Keep low Non-lethal? You can keep those. We swinging from the steeples All we got is free souls legal or illegal all things are equal

dissension inside the host at odds with my body at odds with the ghost disorder anomic no chance of repose render my flesh useless with lethal dose Worship me. Flip the coin. Come murder me Yeah. I’m ready Further me. Hurt me For modicum currency Yeah, It’s heavy Barrel to my eye bitch Oculus rift me Bitch just hit me. Bitch just hit me. IRL slit me. I’m talking about throats, capiche All I’m asking for is brain damage at least. Break Feel me or kill me I’m curious as to what that you're concealing Knives and nines or cheating dealings Who you deceiving, speak up I’m pleading. Call them bitch. All them bitch. The whole fucking crew. I maul them bitch. See, you are invited to dismember me. Take note: I got the plan to dismember your plan. Ascertain that I just don't abide I won’t align til my demise Off kilter no filter The optics purely myopic The transmitters Should be unfamiliar Just work off instinct Fuck what your friends think. Fuck what you know Put your hand on the stove Drive into telephone poles Stick your dick in strange holes Fuck control They’re all in your head man Toss out the meds man Carve into your brain the words you’ve heard Anything else is quite absurd \ Can’t catch my swerve From birth to urn When will you learn It’s the shadows that matter Blacker Chiaroscuro future. Jg Listen here, understand The absolute madmen they can’t be banned, Can’t taste this strand Everything you say is on the old wave This a true lesson from a new spectrum. And the super combo is an instant kill I’m immensely real, yeah intensely real You can’t fix me, shills.

It’s too late not to escalate Nothing ever comes out of hesitating What’s the phone number to send text To elevate the semtex? Sidestep those subjects Half crazy goes a long way Just ensure you ain’t pointed in the wrong way I confess see that i’m off my rocker I’m Darren Aronofsky That’s all I see or Lockheed guns with more velocity Built for war atrocities From sea to shining sea Did I fucking stutter? Astronaut squirrel with karate hands Right Angle Robert Parallel Pants Hit it like fist of the north star then pull back and I fist her like a porn star Mercy with the five rez Even if I lose make a profit with the side bets Ya super male vitality Nigga better hide that Infowar right fluoride nigga can’t abide that Brain force recommended dose i take twice that I would not advise that, son Die son. Rest assured you are not my paisan Maximum overdrive the original obsidian samurai son Never see it coming ambush Persona 5 Dale Gribble orange hat exterminator has now arrived Rainy street is mine yaa When I get back from my whip everybody better duck down. When I get back from my whip everybody better duck down. Because I am 12 shots deep, I ain’t fucking around. I am 12 shots deep and I’m fittin’ to drown. When I get back from my whip everybody better duck down. Wrote it in one day late night monday early morning tuesday Too long in the oven fucks up the souffle On the elevator to the gallows What’s that in the shadows? How the fuck should I know? Might be blackhandpath bad guys In black masks bring the black mass Bitch get laughed at, shit be right back Can you math that? Subtract then add that Equate to half that I’m awake so smash that snooze Like ya whole crew and ya boo’s cooze death by snoo snoo It’s not news we are bruise dudes That spew fumes with attorneys that are all very skilled Jew dudes For those whom sue Send the lewd nudes females that squat bars To the inbox theblackhandpath@gmail.com

Are we in hell yet or just another telnet Business as usual is the way that they tell it I won’t buy it no matter how they sell it Got the fire power all that’s left is to propel it To the Brother Neros and All of you other zeroes Tell me, how the fuck is a nada gonna compete with Kazuchika Okadas? Salman Rushdie the way I even beat the fatwa Practice your katas before you get caught up How you gonna kick when you can’t even the guard up? I’m floating past that shit like I’m Zenyatta I’m floating past that shit looking like I’m Zenyatta. You gotta suffer nowadays to experience artistic anarchy Invest in hiding explosives inside of art galleries AR-15 all of your cowardly mentalities. Ey, what I gotta do to see Wrestlemania attended by Brendan Dassey? And earthquakes at every political rally Feel me or kill me, the invitations still open And yet it seems I’m still me I fuck with latinas like Link fucks with ocarinas Like alcoholics fuck with tequila Like Selina fucked with latinas. Things often come full-circle at points When they have true meaning. Perhaps shouldn’t have painted the glyphs to summon these demons Once we break into eden, there’s no chance we’re leaving prior to bleeding. Not even, what the fuck were you thinking When you fucked with these heathens All I need is a psychologist Down to analyze all of this Turn down voices in my head like a fader I’m pushing off these haters like Tony Hawk’s Pro Skater And if she don’t suck dick I’m out window with a kickflip She got mad when the script got flipped No fakie, what up Chad Muska? Street style Bob Burnquist Hold that while I subvert this No file format can’t convert this Try just once to avert this Feel like I’m god sent I’m never gonna relent By definition that’s never ending heaven sent Death is not a negative Life is a white elephant In retrospect, nix the psychologist They probably just incompetent Here’s something with which I’m confident in We’re better off burning down monuments Than praising them On this I’m obstinate man And I’ve laid out the game plan For anyone who can follow it, man Stand back you don’t wanna be next to me When I whip out the phylactery I sell black magic propane and propane accessories. In the pro lane so please stop testing me Profane money for memes is a corporate scheme Get rich quick dreams lead to property liens They reveal the details on the automatic sequences A single memory leak will point to your weakness That’ll render it rudimentary to sneak in. Easy takings for whatever they’re seeking Turn the wrong corner. neck will end up slashed Xed out, covered in red like confederate flags Bitch is you mad, cuz you got had? Call my comrades to stab up on your keypad Deleted feedback Another port for their data jacks And data traps Prey that your fate ain’t that Take it back. Take it back.