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(feat. Jedi Mind Tricks)

[Ikon the Hologram]

I exit out of my sarcophagus

Fourth Horseman of the apocaplyse

For my esophagus breathes evil that just demolishes

Abolishes, to the darkness of Mephastophales

Mental enteral that went through an ancient acropolis

Conquered this, from a fetus to genius

Took DNA from the Shroud of Turin and cloned Jesus

Merciless leaders, the 19th galaxy

Born to a storm on the seas of Gallilee

Battle me and suffer whiplash from my apostles

Leave you in shackles in the castle of Nosferatu

Ikon is hostile and mortals cause contusions

Hologram is known for placing poison in Christian communion

Slash, with the actions of ultra-violence

Crucifixions, in diction by Pontius Pilate

I walk naked in the house of David with pride

Force you to bleed just to make sure that you're still alive

Crystallize, we keep it live, y'all can't see me

Banish satanic verses like Ayatollah Komeini

I break in half, setting staff with ancient math

I wait and laugh, create a *fucking* blood bath.


I bring the gory oratory yes demorally derogatory

Mad expository expedition in your auditory

Categories don't apply

Your mind's eye is blinded by my battle raps

Like cateracts your habitat is Halifax

Once I run you out your native city

Shay's committee is pretty witty we show no pity

I deflate then separate wack MCs who replicate

Every trace of Esoteric found up in their record crate

I devastate, homosapian metabolism

Like human catacalysm inbreded with an anachronism

My precision makes incisions on your acrotism

Battling is a bad decision leaving you with aphorisms

I whoop ass like masochism dominatrix

That's the basics

Hologram brought The Matrix

To fake kids

Fifty dead MCs to my credit

Learn from the druid better known as Esoteric


In this the final conflict high powers and copper ides to enlist this

The fluid I spit his briskes

Without so much as whispers

And with the swiftness of what you transisted

Can carry info, a widow slapped when you missed this

Directly cut by my discus

Forged upon the anvils of Prophestus - hand skills

I slam your damn grill

Execute in Greco-Roman holds

Roll controls the battle gear

Exploding through the atmosphere

I saddle fear, reads cereberal centipedes

And Evil Steades the feeble flee

Holdings of a rapper thats headed for the sky the scroll

Is to be viewed by the mischievious eyes of Loki

I hated your verse so I went back in time

Waited in your mother's warm uterus

To kill you before you were born

Like zygotes my hands split the trunk of petrified oaks

It's time to die folks

You think that I joke

I leave you die slow

Your wrists are broken tied to horses

Quartered as forces pull you in opposite directions

Dissection of my anatomy

Will lead to the unveiling of blood shield

In a tiny time will reveal

That a giant computer body

Which is similar to RoboTech

Downloaded wreck

From the million megabytes of rhymes that rest on Virtuoso's neck

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