Mind Control

I drop science like the Manhattan Project

And the Manhattan project are mine for the conquest

a godsend, hip-hop's lost disciple

violent lines inside my rhymes, I don't need a rifle

because when I get spiteful, and spit venom like an adder

you empty your bladder , and my voice creates a disaster

no matter, I'll prove I don't need society

Cause Osiris he, talks like he's a big grown man, nigga Diamond D

The grave's wide and deep, hope you like company

'Cause I'm burying every last mothafucka who's getting uppity

got the game locked up in custody busted it for possession

now I'm talking possession of what Reagan took from us during our crack detention

attention, I'm taking it unlike these faggots who constantly askin'

instead of taking action with a .44 Magnum

me no fear dem badmen, 'Cause I'm a force to be reckoned with

the only nigga on my level, some I am legend shit

no regiment, revolutionaries don't follow the leader

they inspire and raise more, niggs call me Demeter

preachers say he's condemned, mama says that he's crazy

border city with Detroit, never really liked shady

but bumped D-12 daily, cause no one is Iller than me

I rap about what I see, not just killer and ki

but a sinner deep in the shark pit

because you never learned to spit from the heart bitch

Poison Dart shit,

the kind that climbs inside of your mind and fucks with your conscience

More popular in ghettos than Cadillacs, J's and Ramen