Mf Grimm - The Book Of Daniel lyrics

(feat. Bashton The Invizabul Mang, MF Mez) [Intro: Bashton the Invisible Man] I met this kid he seemed righteous Represented knowledge Yeah, him and his brother they was real smart But then his brother died and he was taken in by a grand master And from what I hear this kid Sambo was a snake A rat, he stole shit and ran away to another state Microchip bitch [Verse 1: GRIMM] I don't deep fry friends Grimm Reaper nuke 'em Hearts don't mend Brothers turned to enemies Nigga, enemies I eat them raw Nigga, MF GRIMM is god of war Parole done, see you on tour Millions get paid, lets see who make more Master water Cause man is mostly made of it Spit fire consume by friends compete for oxygen Freeze deepness of minds Then skate on it Roast fire proof emcees with bad warranties War is a part of me Prison hardened me Demons tried to murder me Pistols always poppin' me Leadconvicts my flesh But God pardons me Revenge, was turning descendants So God, pardon me Put yourself in danger Running with a mouse Metal turned to braces Punch you in your mouth Zev Luv X, used to be merry The mask took control of you Like Jim Carrey Megalon, tap him in the jaw Knock it off him M.I.C. got to put your mask in a coffin Mos Def, De La soul Roots can't revive you When the bullets start flying Who's gonna hide you? Rhymesayers, Stones Throw Nature Sounds sign you Make peace with you? Zev I I tried to [Chorus: Bashton the Invisible Man] You can hide behind the mask But see through like glass Thought you was the truth But your style's like ass Cut-throat bitch Man you got no class Little black Sambo Shouldn't talk trash [x2] [Verse 2: Mez] Midgets into crunk Monkeys in a cage Murderers in a cut Fucking you up on stage Tell them about the time That Gunn punched you in the face Basically you was hating And then you ran away You ain't a man, you a character I bet that mask make you feel a lot scarier Cause man to man is your doom Like we're parallels M.I.C. will see you soon at your burial Listen Vicky you not goons, you cartoons Your hype man is not Grimm, that's not him What you speak is not true, that's not you Your team's weak, I'll pop them, then pop you Smog made ya mask Jet Jag made your name M.I.C. gave you life And we can take that shit away [Verse 3: GRIMM] I didn't wanna get at you You know this is true One thing that stopped me Was Lord Dihoo But now you're being Disrespectful to me and the crew Now I gotta do, what I gotta do M.J. did articles, she got your name hot The mask was made for you by Lord Scotch X-Ray gave you studio time when in town Rodan and Megalon, them brothers held you down Evil jay, had you paranoid like a clown Jumped off stage and ran when Kong came around We looked out for each other when you lived uptown On the cover of the EP, but look at us now Chess is life, we haven't played off late But even on the cover, I put your ass in mate We been through so much, Zev you was close to me Used to come trough your house, buy your ass groceries I wrote the whole treatment to your MF video With Adam Lounge and Ricky 'Kid' Scotchno Hundred thousand dollar bail caught up and I called you Fired my attorney, you helped me get a lawyer You took me in, let me stay out in Atlanta Facing 15 to life, we bounced out to Cali You made sacrifices, recorded on the run We bust our ass, and got Ibylis done I made a mistake, told the press you hold dough I see now its my fault, they didn't need to know I apologized to you, I thought we let it go B.B. King's, New York, together did a show But look at us now, once again, here we go Money wasn't worth it, it turned us into foes Whenever you had beef, your beef was mine I took a life for you, put mine on the line Doing songs with RZA That's funny shit I remember you told me That he bit Tick, Tick... You said Ghost was whack You didn't like his style Two-faced and three-headed Bitch I pull your file New food poisoning You vomit for a while You started some shit Now you sitting on a pile Metal face, tin foil Walk the green mile How could you ever diss M.I.C. Yves St. Lerock yes R.I.P. How could you ever diss M.I.C. Big Al R.I.P. How could you ever diss M.I.C. J. Black R.I.P. How could you ever diss M.I.C. Subroc R.I.P. How could you ever diss M.I.C. K. Nit R.I.P. How could you ever diss M.I.C. T. Collins R.I.P. M.I.C. What the fuck happened to you man You fell the fuck off man Niggaz used to love you, motherfucker Come home man Come home, Zev (Come on) Don't let them niggaz brainwash you man I know your fans love you man They love you You getting brainwashed