Sacred Wars

(feat. Don Parmazhane, The Blob)
[Intro: The Blob]
Yo, Afu, whats up man
It is I, Blob, hehehehe
The invisible bully, lets show
These cats what time it is
[Chorus: The Blob]
If you feeling like its safe, put ya hands up
Bust ya head to the beat, and put ya hands up
Man, get up out ya seat, and put ya hands up
And forget about the beat, put ya hands up
If you really got skills, put ya hands up
If you trynna get a mil, put ya hands up
If you doing, what you doing, put ya hands up
If you ballin, with ya crew, put ya hands up
[Afu-Ra]
You see my mind, has a point of view
Its Im unhurtable, or was it thoughts
That you would ever think I cater to
The combination of a never lyricist, uh-huh
Nah, how they gonna imagine that **** t
Im technilogical and anger the lip
Thats right, Im like Battlestar Galactica
Trapped inside a math book, you want the horrific
Plus the terrific, Im that kung fu kickin, cee-lo player
Mad scientist, Im with the hidden agenda
Im tearin off my Mask, and yet, Im still an Avenger
Im ready and the surrender, to go in back of ya neck
To put your body , in check, so whats up
[Chorus]
[Don Parmazhane]
If I couldnt rap, my ****tll be tapped in marse code
Scanned bout thousand radios, like barcodes
**** most, Im the rapper, from down south
Spit flames, my throat all soap with a foul mouth
The type of cat, that swing a bat, and wild out
Treat MCs like kids, put em in timeouts
Press em like tape decks, let them rewind out
Im the best kept secret, D&D done found out
You saw me on the news, with the four pound out
Five state troopers there, chopped them down
Said the found wounded three was upside down
Oh ****t, what the ****, Don Parma done gun out
[Chorus]
[The Blob]
Behold how Blob, will blab a rap, or a hero
Cease that crap like cee-lo, chico
I drown that damn deliverance, with my demo
Im crack , dont let me do that ass, since Debo
[Afu-Ra]
Hah, yo, hocus pocus, with a position, gentleman
I rub it on, like a letterman
Its spearmint fragrance , or a flack of cinnamon
Soon as I leave the crime scene, they say its him again
[The Blob]
Who warned ya, tear ya half way down like a waffle
Pound ya predator , til ya, permimently puzzled
***** dont push me, or youll be found in th puddle
Now hows that for, a hammerfied huddle
[Afu-Ra]
Oooh, you dirty rat, Im stellar
If I have to fix it, Imma kick it acapella
Totally time binding, I been ascending
Arabian Knight on the track, jump off the building
[Chorus]