they cryin Bone gristle popping from continuous grindin Grapes of wrath in a shapely glass Ingredients influential on your ways and acts Zero tolerance
advanced I look up in the sky to see if God is judging me Suddenly I feel Fatima and Medjugorje come to me Sittin' down at the mixin' board comfortably
by cops, gotta get away by hittin them blocks Got my glock, never stick middle finger up my ass, known to blast Keep me down, where I'm from I'm known
the zero's the ground Come into my temple, have a seat at the round, feel the power [Professor X] Brother, Brother, Brother, how you make 'em get down
ya, Fucking fictitional characters and fariytales, Prepare yourself for Captain America on Ferris Wheels, But it aint fiction its fact boy beware its real Them lyrics you wield equals zero
gats go cha-pow Who shot me damnit? Bitch get down Don't walk when I talk, I never talk when I smile (uh-huh) Lay em on down, like they lived underground
beats god gave me wisdom and you disbelievers atheists while i'm making history like i drew the temple, curriculum, get me Ankou??, ancient like the pharaoh lil' more dinero denim flyin benz still kickin' tier zero