Blue Sky Black Death & Holocaust – No Image (W/ Lyrics)
(Chorus: Nina Simone “Images” sample) But there are no palm trees (on the street) No palm trees, on the street, and dishwater gives back no images (Holocaust:) According to some stories, I am asleep in an underground tomb waiting to resume And scientists are still unsure exactly how I will bring about doom They know that all it takes is a microphone To enlight the poor old bones of emcee’s I’ve scattered throughout the centuries There is no life alert to save you in your hip hop fall injury You’d have to be crazy to mess with the tarantula Try to get me, nope, I turn into smoke and go under the door like Dracula The werewolf coyote, rainy forest, roaming in his mouth is half a dove Hate on display like burning eleven feet cross in a day You wanna rhyme but that’s enough in this powerful action packed struggle It hurts, I burst your large floating bubble At night, throw dirt in your face with a shovel And later blast an Aggro Crag, bombard and bury your crew In a shocking deluge of rocks and rubble Watch soon, late night, the Holocaust cartoon plot Leave you shot after a loud noise They don’t want you to know my dark void See, I escaped the mic like the explosion at the end of ‘Predator’ And we sleep upside down in a cave, ‘The Lost Boys’ (‘The Lost Boys’) (Chorus) (Holocaust:) Some people are morbidly afraid of being buried alive A rap Babe Ruth terrorize pitchers in his time, I carry you wide Through the river, get the picture? I’m the pain giver Hitler with a scripture …
