Verse 1.

Real lyricism is what's missin'/ bars like prison/

skulls split like decisions/ hard heads ain't listenin' though/
that dough is more important/ these days, many extorted their own fam
for that fortune/

my songs grab souls like church organs/ then toss them
back to em' transformed/ Rise of the Fallen/
heavenly swordsman often causin'/ whoever kick it with me/

to scratch rap & spit it lyrically/ to the best of their ability/
that hickery dickery %#@!/ will wind up with a dick in their mouth
til' they get sick of me/ purposely bring the best out of em'/ a lot of em'/

got what it takes and I know it so I stay botherin' them/
I'm boom bap 'til New York's on top again/
warp speed ahead like McCoy Kirk Spock & them/

on mics i'm breath of life I should be called oxygen/
I'm Raw Hip Hop, Chucksaw Log me in.


Chorus.

I ain't askin'/ nobody nothin'/

commercial rap is/ crap & disgustin'/
to Hip Hop music/ all around/
peace to the movement/ *Underground*


I ain't askin'/ nobody nothin'/
commercial rap is/ crap & disgustin'/

to Hip Hop music/ all around/
peace to the movement/ *Underground*






Verse 2.

Me vs a beat is battle of Kaijus/ Godzilla, King Ghidorah archrivals/

untold secretes like Jesus archival/ called Chucksaw Prevail embrace my arrival/
digital I'm God, Lawnmower Man/ $#&@ commercial with the trojan hand/
I bus' over land/ like cloudburst, I outburst with one verse/

it'll reverse the universe/ show the second cometh who's first & last/
Omega blast, turn commercial to dust & ash/
lyrically bus' their $$#/ fans cheese monster kraft/

wow factor, raise eyebrows/ mics I russia like Moscow/
mother$#&@er that's my style/
I ain't come to make friends/ I came to bring the bull%#@! to an end like Leviathan/

my songs be strong like minerals & vitamins/ underground Hip Hop is
general requirement.


Chorus.

I ain't askin'/ nobody nothin'/

commercial rap is/ crap & disgustin'/
to Hip Hop music/ all around/
peace to the movement/ *Underground*


I ain't askin'/ nobody nothin'/
commercial rap is/ crap & disgustin'/

to Hip Hop music/ all around/
peace to the movement/ *Underground*






Verse 3.

Spas like 12 gauge/ fatality front page/ combat I turn mortal, 3k Johnny Cage/

mixed with Liu Kang sort of/ aura/ aroma/ pungent, death mixed with ammonia/
scare rappers out their comas & dreams/ they awake into a world unheard of,
unseen of/ so dark & much meaner/ it ain't hell neither/

it's called reality/ cause & effect, call him Chuck Causality/
fool's mate commercial in two moves/ checkmate the global like Ezekiel/
hottest MC fire sweepin' through the coastal/

make sure they receive this message like postal/ or the people gon' go through/
multiple zero hours of power/ devour the field, steel curtain, coach Bill Cowher/
commercial rap got us soundin' #~!!@ like lilly flowers & roses/

smell me, or get broke, broken noses.

Chorus.

I ain't askin'/ nobody nothin'/

commercial rap is/ crap & disgustin'/
to hip hop music/ all around/
peace to the movement/ *Underground*

I ain't askin'/ nobody nothin'/

commercial rap is/ crap & disgustin'/
to hip hop music/ all around/
peace to the movement/ *Underground*