The Terrorist

Night falls, and from a dark lagoon deep in the swampa horrible monster wades
ashoreand prowls the night, destroying all who cross his path.
After slaying another helpless victim, the evil beast returns from whence he
came.
Connections, connections Warm it up, warm it up’Cos y’all need you to know one
thing about me
I am the terrorist, terrorist, terrorist, terrorist
T-E-R-R-O-R-ISTThe terrorist, terrorist, terrorist, terrorist
I’m after everybody
I am the terrorist, terrorist, terrorist, terrorist
T-E-R-R-O-R-IST The terrorist, terrorist, terrorist, terrorist
Flatten the automatic, rat at tat a tat ita touch never 'ratic, phwuh phwuh
phwuh phwuh smokin’it seems the bodies did it, treats paramedicspush up up on
the sentenceit’s a homicide and I did it
I bet it’s a lyric needing medicinto its head it co-nutrient controlled three
times about potion
I said it wolfing it’s wolfing like Katy wolfing I’m tossing Out from the field
You see it’s the international slicer
Marks the slasher, Paul Laster, sections lookin' like tech inkarate phat
rhyming revvin’move I would special protectionmy special movemy spinning glass
a rotationalwords into a boomerangretrieving the thingdeadly incision blood
sucking vampire bat thingso what Bay Area werewolf in London around the UKWill
the wolf power eat shit and all the air waves? I’m angle style be form the
hardest leaving his lexis in his Lexuswith a other roarsmelling like nexususer
who next? Smoking Malboros, Asian fresh, weighing less, can you collect,
don’t share the needle, I know I’m out of pickening it’s sickeningthat’s why I
keep on inflecting and return different human being each ripping
I am the terrorist, terrorist, terrorist, terrorist
T-E-R-R-O-R-IST The terrorist, terrorist, terrorist, terrorist
I’m after everybody
I am the terrorist, terrorist, terrorist, terrorist
T-E-R-R-O-R-IST The terrorist, terrorist, terrorist, terrorist
Rappers pull up your pants and run
The terrorist
Kind of like an acrobatic fallmove funky through the airborne attackcome home
and watch your cross with the partcrack back bust like a sack of shotyou ain’t
seein' but you feelin’impact object like a rockmy words held up in soundtoss
like might be Jackson, he off the mound
I’m throwing down like Westbrook
To see me when you got 'em pinned down on the ground
Turning around
Stretching the field
Deep on your corner safety
Always why its protection your shield gets blown to smithereens
Angel dust shoot upfor the Hill of Feen
I school quick
Like souped-up Hondas
To get my popular side
From the Phillipines
What I mean? The difference between
Me and these rappers are kicking like nobody else isare switching between
Leaving them puzzled and dazzledand just like moving a process of making