Elimination Process Lyrics

Grym Reaper]
Ghettos are becomin lost
Shorties is outta they minds
If not for the courage of a chosen few
They stay dumb deaf and blind

Yo caught in the process of elimination
Until your fortress is maken
Losses are taken, mindstates are shaken
Until our forces awaken
Caught in the process of elimination
Until your fortress is maken
Losses are taken, mindstates are shaken
Til our forces awaken

[Grym Reaper]
General Grym
What's the pleasure principle
Attack the enemies at every interval
And keep our casualites at a minimal
Camoflauged down now I launch my offensive
To arm leg-a leg the defenseless
Cause criminals and dons are relentless
Murders are common and senseless
In the ghetto trenches the stench is
Tremendous and poverty, our property is defended by shotguns
Alarm, pit bulls and barbed wire fences
If you're ont armed you're in harm's way
You're hunted by wannabe desparados and hombres
I'm sick of all this shit
Rappers defeatin me on oscillatin frequencies
Speakin about operatin frequently
With keys from Columbians and Dominicans
You silly men, traitors, snakes and reptilians
Niggas act like dumb animals in pit full and cock fights
Attackin each other then carjackin at stop lights
Fuck all you cold blooded race killers
That's proud to be blood spillers of ebony pillars
Black devils are worse than those of the cursed seed
Foes better check they approach me the first G
R-Y-M, you know the name
I'm hated by the beats like the Feds hate Saddam Hussein
Positive brothers ain't gotta be soft
It's time to start knockin you fake niggas off!
What!

Ghettos are becomin lost
(Caught in the process of elimination
Until your fortress is maken)
Shorties is outta they minds
If not for the courage of a chosen few
(Losses are taken, mindstates are shaken)
They stay dumb deaf and blind
(Til our forces awaken)
Ghettos are becomin lost
(Caught in the process of elimination
Until your fortress is maken)
Shorties is outta they minds
If not for the courage of a chosen few
(Losses are taken, mindstates are shaken)
They stay dumb deaf and blind
(Til our forces awaken)

[Gatekeeper]
Feeler of the grace as your bodytone get laced
You and I must verse to coincide our universe
Relevance yo true dat, prepare for the risks
No handout, I chop your fuckin hand off from the wrist
I ditect the vibes weak brothers try to hide
Inside, they ain't strapped for the ride it's suicide
I spread like a fungus, ran the devil from among us
Let the rain in the days in the valley of Columbus
The all-natural cosmetic, supernatural gi-netic
My genes, by all means, they backpass synthetics
Rhetoric, hair weaves, bare blunts and cigarettes