Netcees - I aint Cannibus wanna be, Let I

Juvenile revealing the book of ceremonial magic, causing eclipse without twilight.. I consumed hermetic factors/now the sabbatic goat dwells/within ma veins/ Jessica the triple feature of rap in front of yall, call me Cannibus wanna be or I aint a teen/ I don't give a fuck like a retired prostitute/ I'll be ripping your hearts out using the knife with a white handle, like a possessed zombie on a rampage, I bet six hundred and sixty six {666} of you hate my gut, that they can't believe the works and wonders I be putting/ I have the vocabulary these old fags they be craving/ so better join the ninety khats on the bench waiting for me to blow them off like its my fucken job/ I spit anti-christ prophecies/ murdering John the baptize/ in the ocean and make his dead body flow within the sea waves/ Jessy on rampage killing every being claiming I am Canibus wanna be, "You can't be sixteen" niggahs be crying when fear strikes/ I know coz yeah I was destined to rule/ I'm more evil/ than dexter... So sick twisted that I turn your own shadow against you... Check my sense mordality/ representing immortality/ my lyrics in a form of confidentiality/screw your oral personality/ I'll take my dildo and sodomize you while you asleep, leaving you with fucked up dreams/ without my cult personality/my wrath reigns the principality/ of Netcee's punctuality/when I spit verbal that my genetic maneuver to abnormality/ you better call this virtual reality/ those are the thoughts of a psychopathic personality/ I am not Cannibus wanna be, I am the daughter of Endemic/ I'm the day rap isn't art but life, boys I spit killer verses like I end the mic.