RECORDED: DECEMBER 1999
THE STORY: This is an extremely vintage song, dating back to Winter 1998. Old school! The reason I remember it being 1998 was because me (Tarik) and Nathan rapped this for Henok Baarez at Nathan's house back when I thought he would be good to be a part of our group. Henok used to even say "we'll call ourselves the Nappy Heads." Yeah, he never committed, the rest is history! So yes-yes, this is the first ever Zayin Ascension track. This was back when I used to rap about killin' demons (the lyrics were later edited a bit.) We first rapped and performed it over the Canibus "2nd round KO" beat. I remembert showing it to Feebuz of Heaven Earth the first time I met him and he thought I sounded like Master P. Looking back, maybe I did! :) The actual beat used for it was made on the good ol' DJX. Hey, it's Falice's favorite track!
LYRICS: 
TERAKOZA: Lyrics of steel from the man "T", and inferno of lines. Time to pull another arsenal out my bag of rhymes. Penetratin' your cranium, the style- guaranteed to pack stadiums. Breaking down your elements from hydrogen down to radium. I thought you learned your lesson, back in round one. You decided to throw in the towel, now I got you on the run. Throwin' the mic over to the lyrical evangelist, the anti-atheist- the vicious fist NDIT, the holy terrorist.
NDIT: You've been tripped up, by your own senseless laws...damned by all your faceless gods. The battle begins, so lets clear away the fog, my weapons are ready with blessings from the true Lord. I'm the N-D-I-T well prepared to punish thee. Ending your stroll through ecstacy, starting your march of misery...this painful truth will set you free: a poison prescribed by Doctor T.
TERAKOZA: Doctor T prescribing a flesh-death sentence for thee, poisoning veins with the gospel, leaking down to your arteries. Injecting you with the syringe, passin' out infections of insight. Performing open-heart surgery, filling the hole with the joy of Christ. Place the mask of revival over your mouth, breathe in the Saviour's oxygen, when my process is finished we'll have completely removed all of those afflictions and toxins. Get up Sons of God, it's time to arise. Step out of the river of lies, get up and give praise to the skies.
NDIT: Heads poundin, eyes twitchin'. I'm looking for the dragon headin' over the horizon. A faint hum in my ear, growing louder, it's a voice from near- I can now hear the call. The underground drums pounding, anticipating a war...it shakes the floor- it jogs my mind. My fate's ahead, He's put the past behind. "Aww yeah!" the weapon sings,  in the corner lays His double-edged sword, a gift forgotten on loan from a gracious Lord. Now needed for the dethroning of tyrant kings. So I switch you off, I sit you down...put you to sleep spit you to the ground and squash flat with both feet. Your instincts: I continue to defeat. Dipped in honey, but you still taste sour, your very prescence is an insult to my senses. I see you in shadows always knew you was a coward now the light's on- lost all of your defences. They're all watching, don't hide your face, ha ha! The clues are matching- it's you who built my case!
TERAKOZA: I dismember spirits of ignorance like a psychotic mass-murderer. You be like "who's that? Ummm..I never heard of ya." The T-E-R-A-K-O-Z-A from the C-A-N-A-D-A, whip prejudice with the buckle of my belt- if you don't behave. Swinging silver swords, swift as heads being chopped by guillotines, if you test me I turn into a supersonic-God fearing machine. Sinful desires be screamin' "please, have mercy on me!" Through prayer I become with my furious fist, crushin' they teeth. Grabbin' em by the horns, gougin' they eyes with a hook. Torturin' em' mercilessly, for the lost potential they took. You're gonna wish you nnever test this Christian terrorist, knockin' away your pathetic attempts, blowin my death kiss. What's this? Another shot? Ooh! Ah! Ya' missed! Come on, who wanna test Christ, who's next on His list?
NDIT: You're just a common thief, boy please! Tomorrow's Judgement Day so get on your knees! Who's got your back when a blender's 'bout to chop it, when a gun's to your head and your homie's bout to cock it? Confess your sins and make immortality become a reality. Never thrown out of court on a minor technicality. Won't be no lawyer pleading your one-time insanity. Just accept the Truth and get your fate sealed, won't be no need for a first, second or third appeal.
TERAKOZA: And there's one more thng I'd like to mention...
NDIT: When you hear the trumpet blast....
TERAKOZA: You best stand at attention!