Severed and Split [Unofficial Remix] lyrics

[Verse 1: Jus Allah]
I'm way beyond the hating stage
Make you f*cking bathe in razor blades with someone gay with AIDS
I'm the god that waives your chance of being saved
You owe me your faith. Parable money and names
Mother-f*ckers acting funny as flames
Who would follow you? I should kill you and bottle you and bury you
Underneath the ground like it swallowed you
You lack a common-thinking degree
Devil got you dumb slaves f*cking thinking you're free
You're not even alive: your brain just supports your nine-to-five
Lost from your tribe; taking false prides
Believing in the false guides; taking opposite sides
Listening to the prophet who ties; prophets from lies
Your hands and a pocket of knives so sharp
You can't even see the marks with your optical eyes
You a f*cking joke: another n*gga stuffed in a boat
Blind to the ten pound choke; coughing in throats
Mother-f*ckers turn the dust in my grips
Ice melts before touching of my lips
Wise men covered me with gifts
The next is, face hanging from a necklace; a true meaning of X-Mas
Measureless. Deafened by my ill residence
It's perpetuous; the f*cking earth shakes and the seconds split

[Hook: Jus Allah & Virtuoso] [x2]
Catch this beatdown; who the f*ck want beef now?
Flow to make the seas drown; fire burning trees down
Deep rooted: we rap forever and rip
Yo, my crew will leave your f*cking head severed and split

[Verse 2: The Etherealist]
Ether will damn-near take your neck off
My words bless paper like f*cking Chekhov
You’re dead soft. Shredded to a thread when I let the tech off
Cassette decks get wrecked; I bedded your wedded wench
While you laid and bled; yeah, spread out, smash your head
Like Oberyn. I run you over and force a deodorant
Into your as*h*le. Match thrown, out the blast zone
The thought is sobering. Mouth frothing like a doberman
Stretch your lips open like a dope Ethiopian
I’ll rape you just to dominate you. b*tch, I cause trauma
Probs the fourty-fourth man to f*ck you, like Obama
Etherealist the suicide bomber. b*tch, I’m coming for ya
Form like Voltron and f*cking destroy ya
So hire a lawyer. You know nothing like Jon Snow
Your street credit ran out f*cking ages ago
Ether is the illest MC. You never heard 'a me
I’ll leave you bagged and tagged in the mother-f*cking infirmary

[Hook]

[Outro: The Etherealist]
It's the Etherealist
The mother-f*cking God Jus Allah
In2ition, History of Violence
The f*cking Accomplice and Virtuoso on the track
Shout-out to Babygrande
Murder on the f*cking Dancefloor
Plead for Your Life