[Produced by X-Ray]
[Verse 1: Rodan]
Ayo, cla**ify my voice with drums, strings, wind, and bra**
This industry's got you ga**ed
Like the only thing of value on this Earth is cash
See you at the cinema watch your curtains crash
Turn about is fair play got you hurting fast
f** around do a lifetime bid behind your worthless a**
Introducing the Monsta blue collar fam
Auction off your $2 plan
Third dimension held for ransom
Facts be wise state of the art brand new holograms
One break we take the test switch
Wind up with the best pitch
Pistol traps so wicked they call sh** the West Witch
Perforation on my cipher's diameter like Pi makes
Load the pump with pig grease to fry Jakes
Elevation like Vince Carter smoking the zoom
Sonic boom causes sky quakes
Peep my lies through a microscope
Grab a neck chest bang the fliest isotopes
Parable race on wind sails
Flowing waves at the sun blue snapper ventails
Chain smoking
Red blood rain token brain choking shower the concrete with bloody entrails
Belvedere bottles the motto for jokers who follow doints
Follow and swallow joints
Use a crossbow you cotton candy Andy Warhol a** n***as ain't worth my hollow points
[Verse 2: Megalon]
When my man and me be pumpin'
When families be thumpin'
Even then be runnin' and jumpin'
Prepare to be had and gun dumping randomly at the end of the water
The last man standing is me you bumpin' and he a bum panties frontin'
Imagine walking across water with Black Jesus after it freezes
Lazarus clappin' 'n' sneeze, bless pastors and preachers
Manifest mic magic grab it, crack your speakers
After the gunfight you know what I want, the nose candy b
Gone again thanks to you
My past life is trite
Fallen angels, hermaphrodites, half price half gangsters too
Gats and knives, bats and pipes
We can even take it to the cracks in the Rike's
Wax in the mics
What would have happened if it were a sure crack in the ice
[Verse 3: Kong]
I inhale when I sniff
Kong blare whisper tales from the crip
Blue flag but I'm seeing red when I split
Blood colors, anger, stress
Time: 7:30 find Kong in a dark constantly bangin' on his chest
Who dat?
Keep squealin', freakin', leakin', anything breathin'
Bibblin' or them bleetin'
Pickin' at the precinct now we eatin'
Live inside a bottle, rip, swallow, sip til it's hollow
Write names on hollow tips
Punch hoes and they nice to you
Be hoes and potholes and your goggles or your fossils
Got b**hes ready to rob you
You wanna argue?
You can even ask God you
I'll pop you
[Verse 4: Kamackeris]
Petty cash, petty crime
n***as doin' petty time for some bullsh** like copping a dime
What's mine is mine
What's yours is yours
n***as still goin' under off these man made laws?
Taking n***as to court like we guilty
When we all know the system straight filthy
Cops, lick off 41 shots and all scot-free
But you, you had a key
You're going down b**h n***a yeah remember me?
Same uniform or same family
It's in the works
Corrupted for all to see
You can die n***a and I believe
That's how a snake just slither
Bustin two out ya liver
Black folk floating in the river
Rhyme tighter then bikini
Puffin' a boom and a man see me
[Verse 5: Spiega]
Boy ya see me?
Don't see me
Real recognize real
Feel the pain of a heart
Broken and bleeding
Smoking weed although I know what am needin'
But slowly I'm speedin'
I hope when I meet the Devil on neutral ground
So I can take back
What he took before I snuff him and shoot him down
Look who found a better life
I tell them dry my bu*ter knife
Identified outta spite is dark handsome
Five under light, buggin' right?
Maybe
I ain't crazy
He made me shady
Look out he persuaded me to murder my last 4 babies lately
Reminiscin' got me vexed checkin' my resume
Drugs, money and s** left me searching for a better way
Forget it I gotta eat
Get this paper, where the money
Robbin' and fiendin' got me trapped between starving, hungry, stressed out
I gotta get outta Hell, I feel surrounded like the feeling of flying underwater before you die drownin'
I found a sword in the dungeon, it started glowing, stop buggin' and switch paths, watch little witchcraft
[Verse 6: King Caesar]
Ya b**h laugh then I smack a b**h a**
And then I dip fast in the E-Cla** no lesser
Step to the mic with authority
The majority
King Cesar with all the seniority
Excuse the flattery don't be mad at me
Unless you want this acid from this battery all up in your anatomy
I'm shooting at the Police Academy
I turned into a monster now they scared of me
You better scatter, B
Yo what that matter me, I think I'm loco
This easy Jesus got me in the choke hold
I'm hotter than the sun in Acapulco
And higher than the motherf**ing prices at Sunoco