Slaine, Termanology - Land of the Lost lyrics

I got suicidal visions of women
I smoke a enemas full of venom i got ten
Tenants in ten tenements slanging to all the
Residents cocaine intelligence
My snow-bunny bitch sell e-hit's for Mexicans
Connecting with the best of the best
And cooking meth in the bubble bath with two
Dime chicks and they possessed
I put every finger in your bitch
Pussy with my rings on
And she don’t give a fuck
She swallow nut and drink cum
Pull up to your house with
My hazard lights on, they flashing bright
Hop out with a mask with
Armani and a metal pipe
Throw a little dash of this
White inside the Alize
Mix it with some molly and guess
I’m top on the interstate
Ventilate the car I’m driving and
Keeping the doors ajar
Forces are on the floor in case they
Force us to go to war
Say another word, I’ll run up
Ring your doorbell
And lick off like them dirty cops
Did it to Sean Bell

I can’t find the words I want to
Say when I’m trying to right
Having flashbacks of Jack Daniel’s
And the china white
Memories of Hennessey enemies I find to fight
A dime to light a 40 bag
A shorty who vagina tight
My story, I rewind it ‘cause
It serves as a reminder, right?
Or evils that corrupt you ‘fore they cut
You in the prime of life
Kind of like that first hit
Left me feeling dynamite
My whip was sharp as shit and you
Can slip with the katana knife
Behind the mic I’m like a possessed demon
Obsessed scheming
This festering pestilence is exiting
My chest screaming
The man who stare in his ship
Is like a hexed heathen
Bent on revenge and he ain’t
Leaving ‘till he gets even
So now I’m back with the reasons
Still with a fast temper
The king of everything else
Yeah I’m the last emperor
Escaped the grasp of the grim
Reaper this past winter
But, I’m still looking for the
Next wall to crash into