Culture Of Death 7L & Esoteric (Ft. Jus Allah)

[Sample from film Deep Red]
"I can feel death in this room. I feel... A twisted mind... Sending me thoughts... Perverted, murderous thoughts… Ahh!"

[Verse 1: Esoteric]
My raps insidious, we the epitome of hideous
The grittiest attack format
Give me that track
It's the Village of the Damned
We like militant gorillas
Pillaging ya land
Killing ya clan
We real in this, like throwing children in vans
I'm stepping through the gates of hell
[?] with 87 murder weapons still in my hands
I'm violent by design
Parents resigned
I travel back in time
And redefine [?] his mind to his prime
We on the grind
Your doom is inescapable
My hate is insatiable
Shaking you
[?]
I prophesize like Gabriel
Military, killed and buried
Filling every hole in ya face with dirt, gravel, and toxic waste
Ya infantry's knee deep
Seeking defeat
In 120 degree heat
Shameless as a pharaoh
Maiming you with flaming arrows
You just a shorty trying to ball like Dana Barros