Tekst:
Dimension Of Death

changes everything [ ROUND 1: Donald D ] Once again comin at you hyper Donald D the Syndicate Sniper Boston Strangler, Charles Manson No matter what killer I mention, keep dancin _Five Fingers Of Death

they bounce out of speakers they stick to you The way that I communicate is non-typical But high level like a 3-D visual I hold the mic extensive, exhibit level and dimension

you and kill you in the field, boo Chorus :GZA Soldiers in the front, let the heat pump Troops on the left, fight to the death Fam on the right, infrared

set-trippin' 'Cause it's Death Row, rollin' like the mafia Think about whoopin' some ass, but what the fuck stoppin' ya? Ain't nathin' but a buster I'm stranded on death

a pic that'll make you run away I don't really give of fuck what you think of me I had it up to here, yep Follow me into another dimension of insanity

real, ain't nuthin sugar about the steel will Amuse we toke twos and sip booze, tuck spliffs Revealin the gift of the death wish Now rulers, time hooters

earth, back on earth Back on earth, the spirit, it never lets go Like fountains of sorrow, the faces are crying I'm witnessing all of their pain Death

to have Like a choir boy in the wings it's the death of a ladies man Ten years ago he quit the material world He started speaking to the sixth dimension

death Seven mountains higher than the valley of death Seven dimensions deeper than dimensions of breath Seven mountains higher than the valley of death Seven dimensions