Pool of Blood (Explicit)

Pool of Blood (Explicit) - Jus Allah/GZA the Genius

I keep blunts of sass in between my jaws

I keep chunks of flesh underneath my claws

Animal like raping lady Afro dote

I watch people bleed to tease my appetite

Slice your mug we're hand and knife thugs

That's so hardcore we banned from fight club

Brawl with night crawling blood alcoholics

Y'all only hope is wooden stakes and garlic

Islamic thinking on a higher logic

Dressed in Arab garments on flying carpets

Taking me to hovering star ships

With high powered aero nautics

To glide across cos mics

Lost in space I pause to meditate

My soul's energy cause walls to shake

Niggard stand clear when my land is spread

Cause my scarecrow's got real clansmen heads

I'm from the place where temples could flare eagles are hurt

A neighbourhood wear from steady went to shirt

A battlefield setting the teams they move thug

A group with a bitter dispute that turned ugly

Beef that started back in elementary

Then it move from the block to the penitentiary

The contest of the phone call was frightening

The spark from the blaze to kill all was lightning

Completely unaware of their surrounding

In a pool of blood responsible for drownings

The UN informed remains a total darkness

The only time you see light is when this metal spark this set

Something greater than their own encounter

Took a small business and they killed the co founder

Now police probe this youngster's background

Found something in his jeans that was hard to back down

Yo I release aggression

Explode like auto mic weapon

Going to deep spells of demonic possession

Gave the devil my rhyme book just to read through

He hid it in a safe that he had swallowed the keys to

Said jus Allah I have nothing to teach you

There's no plague or harm to man more deceit full

Than a lost breed of evil

F**king monstrous Niggard

Trade to kill inside their subconscious

Taken what's promised derived from skies and comets

Accomplish prophecies from mu hammed

I overpower sh*t f**k the hater and the doubter sh*t

Chop off the top of your skull drink out of it

Cowardly b**ch I hear death in the wind

Notify next of kin best of friends

You limbs are lobbed off by jus Allah's axe

Forced to whack their own severed arms to catch