Listen as we continuously put you in submission, ‘jumpstart’ you bitches
You bout to witness the illest to rip ‘apart’ the ‘heart’ of the defenseless.
Stop ‘tryin’ we ‘denyin’ your friendships, six-lunatics with maneuvered-hits
Usin-tricks of ‘lyrics’ do you ‘hear-its’ power that we move-you-wit?
We not new-to-this, we holdin-up the golden-gloves like no-one-does
Cause we over-and-above the ‘times-wit’ ‘rhymes-sick’ like we throwin-up.
You hear ‘masterpieces’ when this ‘craft-releases’ the talent-we-have
Im glad-to-be-back the generals bout to give you a reality-smack.
To snap back at fags poppin-off at the jaws you best be knockin-it-off
Or these beast be knockin your jaws off till you aint talkin-at-all.
We here to teach, we wrote the text books and bagin-your-lunches
Stabin-in-stomachs to cause more pain to guts than abdomen-crunches.
You mad-but-you-love-it, your chest poundin like a drum-to-your-heart
Spit the last verse first, backwards, so you were done-from-the-start.
We bum rushin and ‘blitzin’ to better our ‘position’ we came-for-a-challenge
We flipped shit upside down and none of you can regain-your-balance.