[00:05.01]Holy Christ, I leave rappers' souls as cold as ice[00:07.68]I'm like a poltergeist when I strike, turnin men to mice[00:10.20]Breakin the law, city urban tower without a four[00:12.66]Bringin the raw homicidal lyrics that clear the floor[00:15.42]Niggas thought they seen the last of this[00:16.95]Project poet assassinist[00:18.33]Whose status is never havin to clappin clips[00:20.37]Have to black-on-black some shit, attractive accentes[00:22.80]Life luxury ??? crackin it[00:25.26]Runnin with drugs and dealers[00:26.70]Thugs and killers, slugs in villas[00:28.68]Black gorillas and million dollar billers[00:30.45]Microphone nemesis, murder affiliate[00:32.88]Lyricists get dissed, dismissed, thrown off the premises[00:35.37]Poetically mugged, pedigree's incredibly[00:37.65]Movin steadily, thoroughly[00:39.00]Clippin you somethin terribly[00:40.41]Keith Nut, one of the last to go[00:42.36]One of the last to flow[00:43.68]One of the last niggas to blow[00:45.21][ CHORUS: Armageaddon ][00:45.75]Now who them niggas that be breakin rules? (T Squad)[00:48.33]Now who them niggas that be payin dues? (Keith Nut)[00:50.79]Now who them niggas that be roamin the town[00:52.68]Blowin a pound, since day one holdin it down[00:55.86]Now who them niggas that be breakin rules? (T Squad)[00:58.35]Now who them niggas that be payin dues? ('Geaddon)[01:00.00]Now who them niggas that be roamin the town[01:02.79]Blowin a pound, since day one holdin it down[01:04.53][ VERSE 2: Armageaddon ][01:05.13]I'm here to reclaim my respect[01:06.48]Reppin the set that be bangin my chest[01:08.46]T.S., the God's medaillon, tombstone and begets[01:10.95]Alone and wet I blow my own Tec[01:12.75]Ever had beef with 'Geadd and hold no regrets[01:14.82]Then you was no threath[01:15.93]I go to Death blessed with God's heed[01:17.94]And drop a gem on your melon so hard it make you knock-knee[01:20.64]And my plot's greed, my theme's murder[01:22.35]My climax is when the heat from the burner[01:24.24]Blast