Lyrics Midnight Terrors - Saint Joe

My style ugly in the hood, I'm skeletor's face
Leaving my mark on the game, like a cheap whores waist
If this were first 48, you just a cold case
You'd fail to operate in my shoes, you are a torn lace
I'm just trying to see ya safe like it's home base
Art of war connoisseur but got that carnivores taste
Lyrical parkour, have your back spinning like I slid him on some cardboard
Ya living like a toll gate
First you up then down and claim you hold weight
But you know Saint war paint C4 paste
It's a wild life I just need to own the whole lake
Just copped a bigger house, but I need more space
When a hater talks it's fuel for the fire
This ain't the sunset strip, I never knew Richard Pryor
I got a license to kill and I'm liberal like it expires
Send your soul after Christ afterlife trip advisor
Work flow mean I'm getting promoted or getting fired
You hip hop synthesizers get macgyvered I'm ripping wires
You'll get the pliers, I'm sick and tired
Of your girl want to blow for the numbers like breathalyzers
And she's getting hired
She's printing flyers that say get inside her
A roll of quarters later it rubs the lotion on it's skin like moisturizer
It's a crisis when my vocals pass through mix devices
Kill my haters twice and bring em back to life to see who gets the livest
You couldn't draw blood from the god with help from Leonidas
Amateurs that touch my mic are stricken with crippling tendinitis
Accomplished nothing, went all to your head, Encephalitis
We ain't cut from the same cloth and we different sizes
Saint Joe take your supervisors and neutralize em
Then crucify em in the gruesome style of a group of lions
Your crew is dying and I ain't truly trying
Dreamt I was king woke up still king, lying in a suit of iron
King shit, y'all wouldn't know nothing bout that
26 letters you put em together and sound wack
Fake every single day but never hesitate to yell facts
I hope you rats get your tails caught by a house cat

What happened in that hotel room
Uh It was coupon night and I was trampolining your wife
With that attitude I can see why nobody likes you
Oh come on people love me
Just ask your wife

Let's go in
Son I will give your life a remix
Sniff so much white that it'll stop my lungs River Phoenix
Kill every rap panelist kill every military dignity that are racist
And that is the only reason that they wanted to enlist
You couldn't map what my mental is on a cloud atlas
Rap animal analyst metal mental averages given over an instrumental only a cattle would be the catalyst
Fake activists I will assassinate plane passengers for being passionless pacifists I am cantankerous
They say that I act grumpily but I humbly ask what you want from me
When I was born on the floor of a slaughterhouse meat packing company
Stumbling to the dark dumpster I was dumped in feeling like a gang member that was jumped in
Today was the greatest day that I have ever known
Smashing your pumpkin
I'm drunk and I wanna shotgun double pump something
Wrap the bullets in bacon so they fester inside of your torso trunk
And it infect the rest of your intestinal movements just to prove that I am just so evil
You can't have a creature like me living around normal people
Spit biblical Syllables saliva from here to Fukushima
The face Carver the Hannibal horror that will
Scare or scar a chupacabra
I got no worries like I'm in Jersey and I am Frank Sinatra
Or Bon Jovi's partner Barbosa the barber word czar
Let's spar with Cesar if you thinking you can harm me that is a sheer farce
My heart is darker than the darkest darks
I'm a rapist in a park
I destroy every living thing on this planet you better explore mars
Of course I'll never pass the test of smog how I exhaust bars
I'm feelin like Madonna's baby's father I mean God the creator of the stigmata
And Jesus the prophet not Joseph the carpenter or Carlos Leone or
Guy Richie or the twins biological paternal parents
Louise Veronica Ciccone adopted From Malawi Africa
I'm that retarded cousin in the basement with the fragrance
Of a caveman thats locked up and he's escaping
Now he goes apeshit with a chainsaw and he has leather where his face went
There ain't no shame in i'm sharper than the teeth on a crocodile
Type caiman and lost in the wild on the island of Cayman
Its crazy the list of the famous dames names that I came in
Spirituality of a native shaman art direction will leave you
Wes Cravin when I am beasting it is breathtaking
Sickest novelist making a statement without a bank involved
I'm Lucifer with Krueger claws givin this beat a back massage
The sire of purge messiah with words
Tire iron swung at your head it bursted like a papaya thats hitting the curb
Since the first time the worlds heard my rhyme style structure
Legends spreaded from the west like Nile mosquito puncture fuck you