Nyt Owl - Pay the Piper lyrics

[Intro: sample (Nytowl)] ...The one dollar bill at the top on the one You'll see at the top right here on the little curvature You will see an owl, it is used as a symbol Because it sees things in the dark (Oh sh**, what the f** was that? What the f**? I don't know, but they sent y'all to run up in the spot What the-- I ain't in a hurry... what? What the? What the f**? What the f** is ... Kingpin! Kingpin! Kingpin! [Chorus 4X: Nytowl] You wack a** rappers don't belong in the cipher I'm comin out to slay, y'all n***as gotta pay the piper [Nytowl] Straight out the wild wild west here comes the bird Who flew over the cuckoo's nest, on to the cursed and where y'all vest? Leave a bloody mess if you come test me The dark lord of the DSD It's for your destiny and your whole crew's future I'm buckin holes in your body with my lyrical shotti shooter Click click boo ya, who y'all n***as in my cipher? You know to perpetrate me, gotta make them pay the piper So feel the fire burn, as the world turn A M.C. gon' die cause they not gon learn Who's the muthaf**in man, from here to Iran I stand 5'9", I'm lethal live, peep my rhyme I survive in the 9, with a tech Let my man U-Neek, bang beats on ya set 'Nough, 'nough, respect to all reality ciher La, its the lyrical gunsniper, boo ya, Mr. Piper [Chorus 4X] [k**ah Priest] I stomp rappers through the planet Break 'em down, lift 'em up like the Titanic Slam them down the bridges down into the Atlantic Beat 'em through walls, punch 'em through the floor Comin' to lay law, I start breakin' jaws I grab your hands and crush 'em like beer cans I fear no man, who walk through the rap seminars The same way Christ walked through Synogauges Lookin for Pharoah seeds and savage seas The only difference; I wear green fatigues Knockin' over turntables, with this burner to your naval I run up into your label and beat up your A&Rs Shake the heavens, watch the fallen stars Your arms are to short to box with God Park your cars, watch the stars, I'm swingin the iron rod I'm on the warpath, check the forecast, the aftermath of the bloodbath Wearin a gasmask, low in the gra** Holdin the staff, splittin' bodies in half, then I laugh [Chorus 4X w/ k**ah Priest ad-libs] [Nytowl] Boo ya, me gon blow up the spot Boo ya, boo ya me gon lick up a shot Big up, big up to all original hip hop Me flow nonstop, till all them dead boys drop The lyrical warlock, reggae rock, hear me now Straight from k**a Cal, it's the, nuh, Nytowl Another ties down for that a**, baby A n***a tried to play me, now him say "Hey, Hey" Please Nytowl, me not take it no more Me did not know that the style was hardcore Shut the f** up, click click drop to the floor Cuz your b**h a** bound to be a double door Me ready for war, so everybody get murdered With wicked, better rip the kid, sh** they never heard of Back up back up son, here come the Nytowl Step into my cipher, time to pay the piper [Chorus 8X]