| Lyrics: | [Opio]
Rap slash out these battleship torpedoes that'll rip through
Your fragile ego,
ransack your evil empire like I was Genghis
The con artist, fiendish, on target, laser beam
shift
Trackin' your movements like the Pentagon
Disarm the meanest lookin' studio
prankster
Endangered, we airborne rangers with the broken language
Absorbin' blows then
regain my strength (What?)
The Chinese connection game of death
You might see me in the
reflection in the chain on his neck
Controllin' these mikes while he aimin' his Tec
Coward
breakin' a sweat
Steady shakin' his shit
Couldn't even hold it still cuz his hands was all
wet
Said we a threat cuz we the heaviest
And with a (strobe?) blockin' his progress you'll
never be fresh
You can't murdalize a survivalist
Fool we thrive on this shit, the third eye
is too swift
[Tajai]
All we gotta do is provide the music, uh
Don't need a Lac on
Deez to make your bitch hop on my lap
And lap on these, lavishin' please don't tease
To all
these way-below-average MCs
You gon' stay below, don't wish, that's just how it's gon' be
My
style is on levels unattainable, recyclable and reusable
But not biodegradable so don't confuse
'em
They last eternal, evil gas that's acid turned
When I spit it, unmatched fashion over da
riddim
Unabashedly, leave sights on the extreme sides of gassing
Mike mastery, necessary
steps to make you genuflect
I reflect the genuine and accept
Nothing less than your respect
in excess
I wasn't expecting the success that I met
When I grabbed my shit and left
command
Won't let it get too ahead, I got a check on that
Check your spice rack, it's
certain elements you lack- |
