Guess Again - Haiku

Spirits of those with us no more were forged into me

Allowing me to sore with natural born energy

Relentlessly, I swing swords at sworn enemies

And leave their whole body adorned with war injuries

Members of the family mourn with torn memories

Losers get ignored when people record history

So if I’m ever slain, a storm will form instantly

And leave the whole area warm for 4 centuries

It’s the Illest Lyricist.

Listen when I’m spitting this

The emphasis is keep making green like photosynthesis

Been this way since the Genesis, and y’all like them songs that’s the simplest

I’m guessing ignorance is blissfulness

I ain’t heard a rhyme in a while with any significance

That’s why it’s up to R.I.P.

Squad to keep dropping consistent hits

So when you hear the siren blare and see me clinch the fist and raise it high

Say goodbye to your ass, and commence to kiss

Better guess again if you think we won’t finish ya

Evil clones tremble at these freezing cold villains

‘Cause you’re dealing with a legion so sinister

When we come to visit ya, everybody bleeding.

No prisoners

So guess again if you think we won’t finish ya

Evil clones tremble at these freezing cold villains

‘Cause you’re dealing with a legion so sinister

When we come to visit ya, everybody bleeding.

No prisoners

Expert in the art of war.

Spark at where you park your Ford

Target your apartment.

Now it looks like the department store

Feels like Black Friday when we charge your door.

Sharpened swords

Everybody’s half off.

This ain’t what you bargained for

It’s only fair I warn you that resistance is ill-advised

We’re taking over.

This is wack-rapper genocide

Thinking of opposing us, you should’ve put that gin aside

You got one minute ‘fore I end your lives.

Better spend it wise

Come witness live, Haiku synthesize your quick demise

Fake gangsters in disguise.

Deep down, you’re prison brides

You know we pillage tribes.

Kitchen knives in kids and wives

I’m craving souls, and it smells like it’s dinner time

Love to see that big surprised look inside my victims' eyes

Right before we wash away the village with a crimson tide

Targets been identified, and when we’re finished

You won’t have a hand left to try and count how many men survived

Everybody bleeding.

No prisoners

Everybody bleeding.

No prisoners

Everybody bleeding.

No prisoners

Everybody bleeding.

No prisoners