Mind over matter next batter be Tical.
Put it on a platter how much uncut.
raw shit we dealin wit, murder track what.
Slang killin it, touched.
You feelin it, in your bloodstream.
deadly venemous elixir.
Hammer like Sledge that be Sister.
All and together now, follow me, the Mista.
Meth Candyman, farewell to the flesh.
Death come, in the scripture, two-thousand one.
Bring the rap arma-gedde-on, let it be known.
When you walk up in this Dead Zone.
wit all that wack shit, now you know.
you dead wrong, one thousand lashes."
Here's a great review of Wu's newest release, Wu-Massacre. By M.W. Holden.