Overdose

Chorus: Overdose, Overdose you; With logic rhymes; All my flows hit your dome like chronic high; On your toes when I overflow for fourty nights; In the jungle of the unknown I am fortified; Verse One: I see in; Side of the deep end; That I feed in; Serene peace within; Marines breath it in; Tuberculosis coughing nicotine; Over dosage of the lin; Poisonous food canned in tin; Your heart is the root of sin; It pears like a point of pin; Wipe the tears of your next of kin; Ghost face like Annabelle, with the grin; Jonny Bravo, with the chin; Jonny Test, with the twins; Cape great white with the fin; A chariot of fire with the win; Coz in Christ, We are in; Look at the moon and see my print; I see the future without a flinch; Steaming ice for Willy lynch; Old crimes with a bad stench; I'm healing the air from all pollution; I am Malaki with the solution; I televise the revolution; 1080 with my resolution; Revelations to all confusion; Wisdom automated when I am choosing; 7 Motivated Wednesday to Tuesday; My programmes are 360 looping; It's Wolf season when my dogs are snooping; Verse Two: All of my dragons are flying with me, we huffin and puffin again; There is smoke in the air, we are riding the clouds, they friction and start to rain; Flooding the rivers, reflecting on mirrors, we washing off all their pain; I touch and deliver, they tremble and quiver, It's slavery snapping of chains; This is the love from a hand of a giver, the lost and derailed get sane; The Son is on speed dial, and rolling with Peter, he is building his people like cranes; Instruct us and lead us, to breaking their fever, I'm running my meters on lanes; I'm raising up all of the under achievers to fully engage in the game; I am sending a sanctified sacred vibration, to all of my nations, to releasing the remnant and patient, from the spell of being tamed; Because hell has no name; So buttheads and beavers are lame; They got nothing to claim; They got captured in pictures of frames; They are selling their souls for fame; They are killing their brothers like Abel and Kane; This is a purple and red, blue yellow flame; And InverXion is to blame; For his reign on the game; For the prophet has come, and nothing remains the same; Verse Three: A son of God is who I am and my code is Jesus; I'm not ashamed to call his name to reach out and teach us; I'm an apostle on the Microphone with the holy ghost on my feature; I was incubated in holy water as a foetus; I am the matrix given genius; My time is current, futuristic and previous; And the password is the word;