[Chief Kamachi]   Yeah yeah   Uh yo yo, yo yo yo, Jedi Mind yo yo   Yo, my words sold germs, spread em like a slow germ, infected   Disease is collected and quarantined from my method   The borderline where the animal and divine become separate   I'm Def Leppard, case of beautiful hell on a record   Compel the skeptic when Kamachi unveil the epic   It's needed and requested   Brought to you like Elijah in the message   A jury of ancestors was sequested   To decide my fate, for conductors of viscious vespers   Candlelight death is extras   Is usually hollow point flesh presses   Until they skin caress stretchers   I'm the best to finesse textures   My rhyme fabric, is elaborate, scrolls kept in a gold cabinet   Open the book to the chapter of this old soul magic   Juju tongue to voodoo come, behold this untold havoc   Up north grab it, then I hit the south pole wit a magnet   East and west avid, now my name on all four points of the square   It's firmly established, the language is lavish   First to rock Roshashannah's and African pajamas   Swear before I die to be there wit the best of the rhymers   Music for different ears, hears in different spheres   Global ink like the mobile link, make sure the pitch is clear   K-A-M-A-C-H-I be the dopest in here      *Vocal sample*   "Too much...I'm tired"   "In the company of those that fear..."   "In the company of ...fear"      [Ikon]   Yo we smash mics, but ya'll wanna build   But in the face of death, you can't kill   And that's real, we fear what we feel   But ya'll muvafuckas can't overstand skill   If ya'll start me, we Buck like Milwaukee   But ya'll, ya'll just do a lot of talkin   And maybe that's why you fear what the devil does   Maybe that's the appeal of a metal slug   You ain't a ghetto thug, you an actress   That's unatural, like love between faggots!      "In the company of ...fear"      [Jus Allah]   I burn leaf wit Ikon and the Chief nigga   This next bud is not for you   Watchin you made me land a clenched hand to your nostril   Stoppin you from givin the god cold stares   Beware, my flares put poets in rolling chairs   Dunn I'm prepared when the holocaust begins   You'll have the roach smoked down to the sole of your Timbs   Now I'm, holdin your gems, you're holdin for dear life   Any mothafucker holdin the heat can have ice   You're just like a bitch wit no top on   At the Houston five, you lay down and get shot on   Double check, your dead, plugged twice in your mug   I'm high off the weed, drunk off the cop's blood      "Too much...I'm tired"   "In the company of those that fear"   "In the company of....fear"      "Above all, there was fear   Fear of today, fear of tomorrow   Fear of our neighbors, and fear of ourself"      "We came from distant space and even what some might call   Another dimension...and we're about to return"