Hellraiser NATAS

[VERSE 1: MASTAMIND]
When I come
I know you'll feel some
Pain on your brain
But I'll keep going 'til your brain's numb
Laying down the kind of path that's dark and stormy
Hell will be raised 'til the next fucking morning
A brand new day is dawning
But you better bet
This ain't a threat
It's another warning
Take your chances and listen
Maybe you'll be saved
If not, then Mastamind dances on your grave
Dearly beloved
We're gathered here for the simple reason
To mark and spark
To start off Hellraising season
You never knew a brother
That could do it like I do
Suddenly here I come
Laying rules to abide to
Diss if you will
But still chill out
I would hate to just ill out
And yank the 9-mil out
Instead I'll hit you with the artillery of poetry
Isn't the writing form the way it's supposed to be
Protect that ass cause I just might graze ya'
It's '92, fool
The year of the Hellraiser