In we come, out we go, paid for your ticket didn't stay for the show.
Bring the pun, shout it slow, skills kept hidden like a sleigh in the snow.
Hit and run, thought you'd know, the rhymes I exhibit will pay us the dough.

Now you're done, out the door, your raps are forbidden in the land of the flow.

Cobra strike, falcon punch, we come in to your neighborhood jamming the funk.

Golden mic, shaolin monk, forget about the captain, get down with the crunch.
Hold it tight, dragon's clutch, repping wu-tang with the clan in the front.
Smoke it like, the fattest dutch, fold cause you're not understanding the bluff.


Ninja star, samurai, there are seven thousand different ways to die.
Tiger claw, eagle eye, block out the sun persian arrows in the sky.

China law, culture high, everything I learned in my life's a lie.
Vital flaw, wonder why, god didn't give us any wings to fly.


Lion's mane, panda paw, repping it from switzerland to zanzibar.
Candy cane, scimitar, got every type of weapon in my repertoire.
Zion train, kingda ka, on a rollercoaster smoking indica.

Just a game, set the bar, gotta get a high score just to end the brawl.

Dayummm, you guys don't even get it.

Think you wrote an epic till your own tongue forget it.
Cut it out the edit, I wreck it in a second.
Think you getting with it killing some kind of record.

Credit to the medic, a hectic ethic.
We coming from the under but we don't know where we headed.
Rhyme style epic, mind so athletic.

Everything poetic, doubt you even read it.
The steez alphabetic, the voice energetic.
You rap like a relic, flow so pathetic.


If we blowing up we take the whole team with.
They've been showing love since raps over spliffs.

Now we growing up but the crew won't split.
But I might slow it down so you get my shiiiiiit.
!#@* THAT FAM!

You (*##$es really take me for a blood clot man?
True, if I ever hear a gun shot BLAM!
My skinny little legs will run hot DAM!


But in the booth with the headset,
Looping the grooviest tunes in to excess,

Stupidest dude in your crew couldn't expect
The news that we choose to diffuse on you meth heads.
Yo, on to the next step

Dirty sticky riddim and you might want to get checked.
Wanna come and get a better sight of the best sess.
Not a biggie-pac but %#@!e we're the next best!


MUST RAP JOB LESS !#@* THAT JAH BLESS