[Verse 1: Taboo]
Fuck everyone, I would never run up right here
Fam, listen. There ain't a man living that I fear
It's quite clear that I shine whenever a mic's near
So much soul that they measure my life in light years
A divine right to shine bright when we're unified
You don't wanna mic-fight, my lines strike like they're unionized
Man, listen. I hope you left some room inside 'cause when
My fam's spitting, the can of ass-whipping is supersized
Your guinea pig lineage should not only be neutralized
You should be brutalized, crucified, neutered, and euthanized
On some Young Gun shit, bitch, it's you and I. Punches
Zooming by at a speed that can't be perceived by the human eye
You want war, then you get punched in your punk jaw
So use your head before I use your head to open a front door
We're much more than just raw, we'll reshape the faces
On Mt. Rushmore ‘til it resembles us four
Our Tribe is on A Quest–that's the “Scenario,” fuckers
Got the mic now, so pipe down like Mario Brothers
You'll discover we're a different race than you little fakes who spit bars
I’ll put 'em in a pillowcase and hit you in the face
Can't remember the last time my fam felt nervous
'Cause you blowhards got no bars like bad cell service
You don't pop shit in person, it's emailed in
'Cause you're too/two pussy like conjoined female twins, so
What you barking for? You probably shart your drawers
When I used the blood of faggots to paint the canvas in my art of war
You get run over in my lane like you drew a hard charge
So get out my face before I come out my face like Large Marge
Hardy har, I raise the bar like a bench press
Making death threats wearing apache chieftain headdress
I'm vengeance in its illest form when I catch wreck, so like
Being pregnant with a stillborn, you should expect death
[Verse 2: Coal Cash]
They say I'm low key/Loki, no wonder my rep is mischievous
I'm stabbing third eyes like Polyphemus vs. Odysseus
I work the angles of fate, embrace it like Sisyphus
I'm bugging out as if escaped out of a chrysalis
Perniciousness, I got the traits of every vicious fish
I speak flames, see pain as a delicious dish
Spirit cooking, I'm in the dark mirror looking at
Reflections of the damned, opening cans of ass-whooping
I bash the rook in, stay hooking like a black knight
Or the crack pipes they light, reaching for heights of a fast flight
I smash like dyke pliers or a Mason orgy
I slash like Mike Myers mixed with Jason Vorhees
I light fires, got spiked tires, I'm a cavern king
Of ghostwriters, we hold cyphers around Saturn's ring
My patterns bring compatible mathematical radicals
With practical application, you'll think the evocation is magical
Organic vs. the mechanical, the divine vs. the Satanical
Tyrannical regicide, piking your head outside the capital
Brutally tactical, using maneuvers that are supernatural
I'll battle and rip your team, kidnap your queen, give her an asshole full
Style impassable, I’m masterful, never regarded rules
The universal center, making Mensa look like retarded fools
Genuine article, spitting colder than an arctic pool
Was too cool for class but could easily pass for Harvard school
Got cruel wrath for sullen drones and their frail knowledge
The tools that I own turn you to Skull and Bones like Yale college
So hail solid logic that came to abolish gnostics
Of philosophic topics too toxic for diagnostics
You're microscopic in my optics 'cause I'm misanthropic
A cycloptic cock tip slapping the lips of a chick that's gothic
I spit obnoxious like I’m flesh-eating rabies
I'll punch your chick in the tit while she's breastfeeding your baby
They say I'm crazy, and it may be contagious, so it's
Voracious when I say it's outrageous, flirtatiously
Tenacious and rapacious when I'm fucking their faces
Embracing bodacious hoes like a motorboat oasis
I’ma probe below her waist quick, and if no odor's abrasive
I’ma bend her over and taste it, push the envelope when I lace it
I’ma place it on a mantle for a golden example
Holding handles of swords that are lyrics forged over Odin's anvil
