4tas - Live alone by the numbers
I'm from the Pacific Central TimePsycho mind teaches to commit crimeMy preficion is to protect my homeGo against me and see Satans Destructive domeThis is a rip throu your fucking chestFuck off cause i'm not impressedThe rhymemangeler is 2 big flamesI kill u inevtible so stop your stupid gamesAnd stop tryin break the theory of namesIts against the creator of this worldAfter am done you will lay down curledNo one helped me write this wayI did it with a matrix delaware displayAny muthafucka can front like you cowardsBecause it aint hard bein twelwe persons in McDonald's
Now my attitude is in dynamic formPlay with life and walk into the eye of the stormI find beuic in blood drippin from your facesI find lord with me killin u in ur placesManiacs with nothing to lose is the real stylesMy gun in ya face will keep you runnin for unormal amount of milesThe wrath of god and the burning power of Satan will take overThe diving voice of the wise shall be heard beyond the edgei'll burn you with no time to react and then start my allegeWhen they talk about god i leave them lidlessWhen they talk about the quaran i leave them skinlessAm a psycho dreaming i could kill innocent with a heavy machine gunI dont give a fuck i was born this way it could be any muthafuckin oneWhen the Devil traps me i only feel restlessness cause i cant grab his neckWreck the face and cause damage to the biggest enemy of god thats TrekAm Light Weight with high Rate also a great Mate that always stay STRAIGHT!!
Now am settin the example what i say is the dealInside my mind its a risin of a demon am becomin unrealBecause you cannot kill what you cannot see First out is 424 fuck you you'll burn in thousand degreeTo the west i got a hologram that includes a black sunI will inspect your soul with spears and a swordNow is the new era with the holy house of the lord416 didnt do me shit but am a bully fucker so i piss on youThe army of the dead will eat your brains tooBlow you into pieces and then write my name with your remainsThe unknown 417 will be ran over by hell ghost trainsGod hates you and he hates me too but i still fear himHe takes my life not anyone else soon i'll se the grimThe seal of the seven will be unleashed anytime nowManipulate the eco of your voice will only stipulate
Verse eight made me wanna call myself Mc EightI make a living hell for Satan so fuck the stateAm ungreatfull my heart is hatefull i cry without tears418 is welcome to open their mouths so i can realeseAfter you hit my best friend there will never be peaceSatan is gettin closer i can almost see him in the darknessWar clouds of blood is above us like a military pressMy eyes is ready for black scenes like you dead on the floorThe grief is unknown the man is not seen but this is hardcoreThis war is not about respect its about 415 gettin back GLORYSo when any mothafucka asks you say this was a true STORY!!