Four in the morning, and I'm zoning But I ain't finished, I'm devoted And you know it, and you know it They say I'm possessed, it's an omen I keep it 300, like the Romans 300 bitches, where's the Trojans? So follow me up cause this shit's about to go

Who's the black private dick That's a sex machine to all the chicks? You're damn right Who is the man That would risk his neck for his brother man? Can ya dig it? Who's the cat that won't cop out When there's danger all about

America, America And the red man is right, to expect a little from you And my brothers are all black and white, yellow too Promise and then follow through, America Well I come from, down around Tennessee But the people in California Are nice to me,

Look what the cat dragged in Look at the swag dats himm Hollowman who gets the mad stacks in Look at his, Kicks and the hats matchinn (that's RIGHT) Look at him Look what the cat dragged (CAT DRAGGED) Push up your black flag (BLACK FLAG)

The love I feel as I fly endlessly through space Lost in time I wonder will my ship be found Astral engines in reverse I'm falling through the universe again Down among a dead mans vision Faded dreams and nuclear fissions span The strings of fear they

Pray that all is forgotten Lay to rest Bury the dead Tomorrow seems to turn so fast Alone in the boiler meltin' me down Ain't the first, won't be the last So many people all at once Who I once was has died Never feel the ills of breakin' down

Necromancer Death's his guiding lights Stealing afterlife Feeding from the host Black unholy ghost Born out of hell from the depths of Gomorrah Purging new graves and defiling the souls He satiates with such vile and dark horror Omens of dread on this

Broward County, 954, we here, I kicked the door down 'Nolia boy shit, 1800 block, ugly corner, tied, gleeful I was hopin' that you'd ride for me the way I rode for you I wish my boy was here to see the man that I grew into And I know if I'm feelin' like

Y'all niggas ain't U.L.T. (Ultimate) In the night time, keep me out of sight, it's the poltergeist When I'm ghost, I'mma cut the line, now you outta mind This is the wrath of Aquarius I am the black metal terrorist, ain't no comparison Humanitarian,

Your eyes are full of hate, forty one, That's good Hate keeps a man alive, its gives him strength While cutting their shadows, kill them into the dark trough Black is all the way, furious never-ending darkness show Only way could be hard in their small