Xzit the Entrance

We civilised with savages / Cannibal corpses
We eat emcees / Count dead bodies with abacus
Squeeze Einstein’s head / Suck knowledge
Sip brain juice like cold beverages
Separate your head from your body structure
Hell raising needles on your face like the acupunture
The present of death around you is pungunt
Criminals in cells / Dragons and dungeons
You trapped in a pit / Where the beast are plunging
Sweeney Todd-ing emcees and served as lunch
Punchlines of a sixth sense / God’s punches
Sword swinging emcees / Lyrics written in kanji
Vision of Ghandi / I see through my lenses
Blood ink / I used to wrote this sentence
Raised from the streets where the kids are senseless
If you don’t like this / Exit the entrance
I script out the pages / You’ve been looking for ages
You fakers are fresh / My style Shaolin and Ancient
Lyrics form of martial arts or medicine
It’s evident / I burned emcees while on a meditation
Better protect your neck
My style San Soo / Fool / My art / Kung-Fu you
Like Jimmy Woo
'Cos I study Wu-Tang / I’m equal to you ten
You got no logic / 'Cos I just murdered your common sense
I spit sick / Sicker than any 16 Kingdoms
On 16 bars / I master the Art from the 36 Chambers
I’m the reason for writer’s block in your mental
So you jump off the building while grippin' on a pencil
And stab you in the temple
Till you couldn’t handle
Outline your body where it dropped / Just like a stencil
Piercing venom in your foramen magnum
This is X’Sylum
Infesting mics in your rectum