(feat. The Parralax). [Intro: Leviathan]. Ah West Coast ah the renaissance. It's the renaissance strangers wit candy. Leviathan Warcloud Mantra word. It's the renaissance ya'll. [Hook x4: Leviathan]. Those who were blessed in the garment. Shall be shall be not reincarnated. [Leviathan:]. Yo it's the dynamo body blow specialist here to twist wrists. Kidnap ya life take a hike and don't forget this. Broke you bout to learn hip hop's not always business. Cuz underground authentic linguistics represent ships. That launch missiles at "Wannabeez" under seas. Victorious P.A.C. crossbreeds. Who don't have a clue stop rhymin' like you're brand new. Parallax we see right through nobody's fool. Unglue you're molecules'll send you back together. I'm Leviathan lickin' shots wit the strangler. We cliffhangers unit bangers. Echo no Asian honey lemon will throw drop full of nature. The revolution won't platinumized and televised. We third dimension strangers here for you to analyze. In this wilderness of America-ca-ca. We carry heads and roll them back to bury the sucka. Cuz he deadly palm shatter your dome and scatter your bones. You hear the tone dialin' you out it's combat zone. [Chorus x2: Mantra]. Poison blood from the bay of pigs catcher in the rye. Walkin' dogs to West Asia kept them in a bind. Retreat to the sea cliff strength versus weakness. People of the world let my particles unite. [Warcloud:]. Aiyo let the dead bury their dead the wasteful son. You caught 'em wit a bucket of blood down in Damascus. Eighty eight back flips stack chips and write. Though eye is the organ of sight I cracked it twice. Tripped to oblivious slaughter you in the rut. While you worship what you know not what your crew's snuff. I battle til my brain shuts off the street's left you. A strange man kept you he crept through a can of beans. Bone dust suffer rap protein forever. And eat to reality gun you down in a tragedy. Somethin' from the nightmare realm abnormality. Snap your rib cage out your back don't call the Warcloud. Red white and blue werewolf wit sleep technique. Bop you on your head hard wit the last baseball. Autographed by Babe Ruth devil's better respect God. Perplex odd quote that was Para' mention you injure you. Heavy old sword that warm body will smother you. Jockeys in the rain we rob you in living luxury. Them poison Adam eaters come and try to defeat us. The famous old story of the Ace and his three kings. In the Parallax I'll chop you all up in to stacks. Flap jack back they froze a fifty two pickup. Crunchy shots burst the slump wit bloody hick-ups. Battleground sound Warcloud the dirty planter. Wu-Tang soldiers will buzz saw on you wit records. Password crept it perplexed it by rap embargo. It's like cotton doll bird feathers and marbles. Mineral bats sharp water save yourself buckers. You can never buck us I want you to try and touch us. [Chorus x2]. [Mantra:]. The stigma of a flower pistol in a hair piece. A static symbol of a mind that impeach. The legacy on the mound he was known as Saint Tropez. Struck men out for the effect of oppressive ages. Unstable cages radicals'll rush us in the classroom. They shoot off in the black boy jungle. Misty serenades the bogarts'll cook. Pendulum foot I was in he didn't look. When Mantra broke out the window bird became cuckoo. Flew over sea-saw chiefs who come to greeet you. Villages concealed in the sounds of the vultures. Crashed on the streets where my kids gotta eat. Lady vinegar momma let the heart spill. Armor shade bias catch your high tide crescents. Ran from Allah free cypher for self banishment. Sun spot rise of the apricot catch. Twelve trot understanding hell of happiness. Somebody told me that the Parallax were here. Left hands are diced then writin' on Sheik punishment. Catcher in my name is in the straw hoods of Saigon. Nation of water comes down from hot places. Hard for critics to rate this solid basement. Mechanize a thought when I walk gather a witness. Recordin' ya'll shit whether people's faces change. Like a scent on the brain family portrait was hung. A livin' myth was taken tunnel to be driven. And subterranean vessels carry the sleepin' conscience. Took a train to market get your hands out my pockets. [Bridge x3: Leviathan]. Aiyo yo reincarnated M.C.'s. Agree or disagree the style is restin' in peace. [Leviathan:]. Because.... [Hook x2]. [Outro: Leviathan]. Not reincarnated hah word not reincarnated