FEAR (Band) - Instinctus Fire Squad (freestyle) lyrics

(Fear intro) Y'all diss my n***a Yami like that? the f**... Y'all thinking we ain't gonna do sh** about it either? Damn got me f**ed up Yo ears yo fuzz i hate you n***as Yo taka yo maka let's get this sh** (Fear Chorus) Why are all these n******gs on my dick? Haters gonna hate, We gotta end this sh** quick Tell me, why you got us wasting all our time? When you know we gonna k** it With our every verse and every rhyme Damn Why you flaming yami like a b**h? You just dissed the wrong n***as Leave you face down in a ditch n***a got your mom crying on the floor Gotta identify the body at the morgue [Verse 1: Fear] There's no other way i can say it, our clan the greatest And my name in your mouth so much you'd think I'm famous This beat contagious, This verse is for you fuzzy, I got these k**er bars and vicious flows, that leave ya n***a brainless Now fuzz think he the one Talking sh** on xat for fun But we all know the truth , that ya fat a** weigh a ton, that you've never seen the sun We all know you can't run, We line you up against the wall and shoot you n***as one by one Im lyrically superior nothing more I can say And I'm done with the jokes about how much you weigh Im a predator , its time for me to look for new prey We know your secret ears and I'ma put it out on display He don't want you to know but this n***a gets it both ways He tell people he got a girl but his boyfriend name ray And he love to eat a** like my homegirl Jhene Hell s** a n***a dick and the a** the entree Now some of yall might think that I took this too far Saying fear let up, this a**ault gonna leave a scar But I'm a savage n***a, hate is in my repertoire And on god n***a i hope you get hit by a car Yea cause this My intuition, more like me disposition To respond to these haters talking sh** now thats my mission n***as b**hing got my trigga finger itchin To blast one of you n***as thats always out here trippin Now ears talks sh** but we all know whats up Self esteem and anxiety issues always make you chokeup Talk sh** behind your computer cause you scared from closeup How you diss my n***a yomi you better back the f** up You a clown n***a and you must have got me f**ed up Cause ill never let up, look you in the eyes then wind up Knock you on ya a** need ya boys to pick you back up You go down and then up n***a like a pushup You just got bodied n***a and you wished you never stepped up That goes for all you hating n***as who think you can cut My lyrics are like bullets n***a spray em all in your gut Beat you till your dead n***a man i don't give a f** Im a savage, god my witness, I'm bout to f** a trick up BLAOWWWW (Takamaru's Chorus) Why are all these n***as on our dick Haters gonna hate we gotta end this sh** quick Haters why you got us wasting all our time? When you know we gonna k** it with every verse and rhyme Why yall flaming yomi like a b**h? You just dissed the wrong n***as leave you faced down in a ditch Got ya clan dying on the floor Gotta identify the bodies as a morgue (Takamaru's bridge) When i come at fuzz and ears i intend to k** With this verse imma give you half of my will f**ed up coming at the wrong f**ing kings Silver surfing bullet split yall f**ing head clean The diss to yomi was a major fail After this you'll be place in a cell if you can tell Its hidden in a spell far down deeper then hell With this verse i hope it dont end well [Verse 2: Takamaru] What kind of boxer call himself fuzzy you a** wipe n***a think cause he in ivy he can get hype Think cause he in ivy he is callum hype You got ran over by kira because yo graphics ain't right Humble yourself you ain't nice, you just aiight Ya persona ain't right, you a child on thin ice GMs deleted the post he carried on and typed Like what drake did to meek in august "he ain't write" Come at yomi and get rocked this is not your night Sending orange flashes to his box, this is not skype The situation won't end cause he started some sh** Put the longhorn sign under my chin when i eat a b**h Didn't even know that ears of god was back Time to state facts, you're f**ing wack god of ear wax Clan only known to talk smack, life is what the lack Use the net to cover that, hiding behind a keyboard where they at? Bite they apple now they mac, now the fish on land they flap Wrap them in rubber.... like a new stack Headshot... a free red cap Taka preach.... and instinct snap k**ing kids like the columbine ma**aca, lets wrap it up No filter, lets laugh it up, do it in front of the saddest bunch Ears and fuzz funeral we shoot they casket up, ba*tard f**s Fear and taka for yomi come in clutch