[Verse 1: Anarky]
Check
Yeah I rap with a razor keep it under my tongue
I took your salary for me and I just double the sum
It's a storm coming soon but they holding me back
Nimbus cloud: darkest hour, see how they react
For pete's sake, dude stop asking bout' a release date
I need space, please wait cause I can't think straight
These sad dudes be rapping shit that they ain't write
Waiting for a text with the lyrics, record the same night
Ya'll too extra like some packs of some gum
"Lil Dudes" trash for fun and I'm just laughing at them
Cause when the trafficking run, I leave em' jay-walking
Cause I'm gon' have to rock-a-fella if he stay talking
All these other rappers heard my song and said what is this shit
Until they started flow biting like it was licorice
What about me, though I'll have you done, finito
You can't compete with a mortal and I'm Sub Zero
[Hook: Anarky]
50 for a verse that's some bullshit, bullshit
Movie scene unloading with a full clip, full clip
They don't want the dark like the pool stick, pool stick
Don't get mad at me bitch I do this, do this
50 for a verse that's some bullshit, bullshit
Movie scene unloading with a full clip, full clip
They don't want the darks in like the pool stick, pool stick
Don't get mad at me bitch I do this, do this
[Verse 2: Beaust]
Yeah, my haters are petty, ya'll jealous cause my bars are heavy
I blow this shit up like bouncing betty
At your house like a bomb
Riding into town: choppers, like this was Vietnam:
Steady precision
Up to drama
Invention of the flying honda
Future like futurama
My bars like a rocket ship taking you to space
Ain't afraid to beat his ass like the Mase
But if it ain't worth nothing get the fuck up out my face
I'll have him on his knees begging for grace
Now he crying cause I tied him up
Like a fucking shoelace
You gotta have the leverage
Not just lift weights
My bars got the strength to push you through Heaven's gates
It's the return of the madness
In the time of the death
Got more punchlines than clothes lining a kid
Now they raised up level like signing a bid
They paid up several: a consignment fee
I walked up in this place, the words shouted at me:
[HOOK 2x]
[Verse 3: CBeast]
Oh
I'm a motherfucking boss with the microphone
Make you lose a chromosome
Then again you dudes are just a bunch of homophones
Homophobic, acetone
With a large growth alone that makes you say:
God damn that mothafuckin boy is cold
I'm a G.O.A.T., you niggas are a bunch of sheep
Hit em' with the flow make a boy wanna rest in peace
Let alone ya bitches throw more [?]
Crack ya collarbone and mothafucking anklebone
It's a motherfucking well known fact that I'm well known
My rhymes is so hard call it fucking rhinestone
God damn lil boy, you monotoned
I'm a fucking ozone layer
Make a prayer that you meet your maker
Before you catch this paper
[Verse 4: Wodiene]
I'm Captain price in the midnight
Hunting with a sniper cause you know I'm about that life
I assassinate ya whole infantry: very differently
Coming harder than epiphany
Rhymes are symmetry
Writing shit religiously
Creativity
Going past my capability
Syllables
Minutely
We spitting violently
Deliberately
Hang with me, hit a stain with me
Ruthlessly, the gang with me
We consume the rap industry
And do it differently, just like we're Cherokee
I'll have you shook like a war vet having flashbacks
They say I spit fire so I started eating tic tacs
I'm the virus that enters the body quickly
Killing off your system acquire immunodeficiency
Yep
