Uh.. you can call me Polter though
Ain’t La Emme, but I’m all up in you barrio
Mucho Gusto, smoke on that you know
Blunts get rolled fatter that sumo
Sun, but don’t call me ijo
Love, Truth, Freedom, Justice, Peace to them People
Flow so devilish, words kill evil
Polter conceited, I have no equal
Equality, move where marauders be
D-Harmony, online pharmacy
For me goonlums, half them Golems
Hotter than heat, colder than frozen
Chill... I’m ill like Missy
Lord tell MJ I’m about make HIStory
This is my story, but fuck glory
I want gory, Hanzo Hitori
Say, Polter, what it hittin’ fo?
I ain’t Shawty, but the gettin’s Lo
Haaaaaaeeeeh... San Exiquio
Enter Poltergeist like the here it go
Poltergeist ain’t nothing to fuck with
Sunny Christ (ASI) ain’t nothing to fuck with
This shit is something to fuck with
Love you long time, hope that you yeah, yeah
Uh... you can call me Polter Get it
Almighty, so you know got the A fitted
These rappers phony and they slave shifting
I’m Niggatillian, now watch me shape shift it
Nissan, Black Mask, Stick shifting
Gran Polterismo, game Playstation
My beats in the background superstition
Words is with god, so religious
Uh... I’m liver than your fantasy
I make look Simple, Can it Be
This the Shogun’s temple, better wash you feet
Or I will smash your temple across this concrete.
Fly like like Savannah Sand Gnat
Piff have me Toasty, Mortal Kombat
A, B, A, C, A B, B, that’s the blood code
Better Look Out Or Die, ain’t that the Blood code?
credits
from The Black Death,
released March 12, 2013
Written, performed, mixed and produced by E. Cooper-Anderson for Tetractys Productions LLC.