Non Phixion, MC Serch - Hot 97.1 Freestyle lyrics
[Non Phixion, MC Serch - Hot 97.1 Freestyle lyrics]
When you enter my house of worship
Your crucifix, I doubt it
Only Christianity I recognize is
My man Khrist's album
Flip the pages of Isis Papers killin' racist
Federal agents
Roll up rockin' masks with they techs
Computer matrix classified access throw
On ya gas mask
The devil's bash flash reflected off
The lights gats blast
(Hopes to those) Leavin' ya inner
Deep with ya chromosomes blown
Roamin' the catacombs of the phantom zone
(Ask yourself) How can we
Obtain true equality
When the value and price of
Life is less than technology?
They tryna call this a civil-ization
But what the hell is civilized about
Buildin' weapons and space stations
Cease and just call it what it really is
A technologically barbaric society like
The Ancient Romans
I see the writing on the wall
The devil killed the righteous man
But now the rest'll take the
Savage beast to war
Remember rules of ancient
Crusty like basements, study like spaceships
Ain't no probin' wid metal
Processors temperature placements
Teeth of a dragon, face of a lion
Children of Zion half bleeds
Who defacate iron
Burnt in flames we firin' robots
And the bible insane
Unknown intelligence son to the
Sun we're astral residents
Bigger than rap let's make
This album decadence
Turn mass to energy, medicine
And telepathy, conspiracy, tel Aviv
Buildin' the food pyramid type heart
With the left plate confess stay
Raw like stones on my breastplate
It seems to me they all
Had hands in Nazi thievery
It's ninety six brothers use
Brains at low frequencies
One time for sharp kids, killers do biblical
There's two ghettos, one in the mind
The other physical break through
I be on the search for other niggas
Race haters and prostitutes just as
Sinful as jail niggas
I step to Fat Beats
It's filled with ghetto philosophers
Beat lovers and derelicts
Plus urban stenographers
The way they take my words to
Their throat and dictate 'em to they man
Like they was in the lab and just made 'em
From scratch but we can catch
You on that parade
Cause in the end you sound like wax
That ten other emcees made
I'm throwin' shade to the willow
When you weepin' on the pillow
We'll know when it's time for finger prints
To be rubbed out with Brillo skills
Go through changes includin' cats
That rearrange 'em
So if you hold my skills for ransom
Better kill 'em fore I claim 'em
I don't see Jehovah tellin' you
That it ain't over
My carb take the eye of the storm
Through this soldier
Sworn to defend the faith rap
Monk in New Tibet
If you want the holy doctrine tell
'em we this crew to get
Now who's next, uh, it's Non-Phixion
Non-Phixion
Your crucifix, I doubt it
Only Christianity I recognize is
My man Khrist's album
Flip the pages of Isis Papers killin' racist
Federal agents
Roll up rockin' masks with they techs
Computer matrix classified access throw
On ya gas mask
The devil's bash flash reflected off
The lights gats blast
(Hopes to those) Leavin' ya inner
Deep with ya chromosomes blown
Roamin' the catacombs of the phantom zone
(Ask yourself) How can we
Obtain true equality
When the value and price of
Life is less than technology?
They tryna call this a civil-ization
But what the hell is civilized about
Buildin' weapons and space stations
Cease and just call it what it really is
A technologically barbaric society like
The Ancient Romans
I see the writing on the wall
The devil killed the righteous man
But now the rest'll take the
Savage beast to war
Remember rules of ancient
Crusty like basements, study like spaceships
Ain't no probin' wid metal
Processors temperature placements
Teeth of a dragon, face of a lion
Children of Zion half bleeds
Who defacate iron
Burnt in flames we firin' robots
And the bible insane
Unknown intelligence son to the
Sun we're astral residents
Bigger than rap let's make
This album decadence
Turn mass to energy, medicine
And telepathy, conspiracy, tel Aviv
Buildin' the food pyramid type heart
With the left plate confess stay
Raw like stones on my breastplate
It seems to me they all
Had hands in Nazi thievery
It's ninety six brothers use
Brains at low frequencies
One time for sharp kids, killers do biblical
There's two ghettos, one in the mind
The other physical break through
I be on the search for other niggas
Race haters and prostitutes just as
Sinful as jail niggas
I step to Fat Beats
It's filled with ghetto philosophers
Beat lovers and derelicts
Plus urban stenographers
The way they take my words to
Their throat and dictate 'em to they man
Like they was in the lab and just made 'em
From scratch but we can catch
You on that parade
Cause in the end you sound like wax
That ten other emcees made
I'm throwin' shade to the willow
When you weepin' on the pillow
We'll know when it's time for finger prints
To be rubbed out with Brillo skills
Go through changes includin' cats
That rearrange 'em
So if you hold my skills for ransom
Better kill 'em fore I claim 'em
I don't see Jehovah tellin' you
That it ain't over
My carb take the eye of the storm
Through this soldier
Sworn to defend the faith rap
Monk in New Tibet
If you want the holy doctrine tell
'em we this crew to get
Now who's next, uh, it's Non-Phixion
Non-Phixion