Blade: The Art of OX
Vast Aire, Vordul Mega, Black Milk, Artifacts, U-God
It's hard in these streets
From Mecca to Jerusalem
All day every day
Toe flex we bout to blow like octane
You know Cannibal Ox got mad slang
Who cares what you're named
They say a man who repeats himself is insane
I mix my saliva with propane
Flame on I spit that hot fire with Dylan
And stay inside the line with crayons
My whole aura is neon, ultra violet
Come out your mouth
I might get ultra violent
Now it's so quiet
You was popping that junk
Now it's so silent
Here's another token
We are the chosen
Wolves in the
Blade of the Ronin
We delivered the
Your novice we polished
Acknowledge
Made men, shottas and godfathers
I rock the flow
Brick City bandit about to know
Star studed glow
Party on bars
We give and go