STaTiiX, MC Infliction, DSEIZE , Diabolic - The Four Horsemen lyrics

I'm the vicious fire from the zippolighter
Words can't get extinguished
My rhymes is flamboyant like
A grip of Psilocybin
Eyes is red like the highest
Zombie from the living dead
When I'm walking on the streets
I'm falling in the fence
I'm wrecked and broke, hustling for living
No job
I'm feeling tense after ten grams of coke
Shivering driving on the sidewalk
My mind is above the clouds
Knocking on the heaven's gate but God
Told me to keep out
Evil thoughts inside my brain
I'm carving after answers
Inside my veins, no trace
I'm monstrous when I rage
The Four Horsemen is so loud
It's hard to ignore but with four pencils we
Eat beats and transform
Our papers to high quality stencil
I'm Satan's disciple
Breaking your idols like I'm spraying a rifle
Raising my vitals
Insane when I'm laying the vocals
Taking the haters' souls and we
Are slaying it global

Step up in the chamber, bringing mad flavor
Finger bone pens leaking blood
Up on the paper
Four horsemen with an appetite for danger
Hell be the comfort zone
No we're not strangers

Landed on this planet, bandit
Plan is: cause damage hysterically laughing
Watching your family frantically panic
Spazmatic bad habit's, rabid bash bastards
Swaggots like Frogger
I just crash um into traffic
I'm that sick on dat piff, devilish wordsmith
I'm scribblin' sermons that
The peasants'll worship
Four Horsemen, reign of terror down-pourin'
You'll feel it in every orifice
Style is an orphan
But, I'm born to be king, 13th blood courses
Soar to orbit with the forces
Of a million horses shape-morphin' monster
Clobber silly Porsches
You emcees will never leave off
Of your mama's porches
Bring war like storage
Rhymes paint portrait's
You can't ignore us, the young Chuck Norris
It's been a dark year for Hip-Hop
But now we got torches prophecy fulfilled
You ain't fuckin' with the Horsemen!

I'm a fire-spittin' dragon with the
Rhyme and rhythm patterns
I will climb inside your mind
And occupy that hidden labyrinth
The pin-pullin' pessimist perfectin'
This penmanship
Heaven sent me to present this
Generation with an exodus
Questin' for the vested knowledge
Like a Methodist
I'm coming through your screen
Mother-eff an exorcist
I'm possessing this microphone
Fight to free the people
Up under the Fed's skin
Like a hypodermic needle
The Four Horsemen, we serve a higher function
Riding blunted with a mic tryna
Cause some wide destruction
I'm not reluctant, my mind is fucked, plus
There's live mines wired to my nuts
You won't survive what I am bustin'
You bouta find the fury and the spite
On the mic
It's like we're born-again centurions
Except I'd rather serve
A spliff of green than the Byzantines
You ain't fuckin' with
The killa team, wack emcees please
Step to the guillotine

It appears God didn't engineer us the same
I do the right thing with the
Left hemisphere of my brain
It's hell on Earth
Heaven's fearing the flames
Got us burning weed and chugging
Everclear for the pain, see
I been raising hell since
Satan fell from heaven
Locking shit down like Rick
Ross doing cell inspections
Been a nutcase since I first felt aggression
Telling reverends lies while I
Blaze L's confessin'
Not to mention I do what others won't endorse
But when the hope was lost I
Returned to hold the fort
As a show of force I
Swing harder than George Foreman
We're Four Horsemen to back me
Up versus your squadron
Marchin' towards all y'all apartment doors
To paint a bloody masterpiece in
This art of war
So what's beef? beef is me turning the tide
Spittin' fire, watching y'all burning alive