[Verse 1: Apathy]
You don't understand the ramifications you gambling with Satan
I'm standing in place and it's like the planet is shaking
Cause all I gotta do is sit with a pen and write for an hour
I develop psychic powers that'll frighten you cowards
Take your Benjamins and strike your kite with lightening showers
Folded dead presidents, reveal planes striking towers
Tell the petty "get ready", 'cause the beats is so heavy
We'll flash flood your city and level your pitiful levees
Let 'em live? Never did, killed 'em on the spot
Base is like an earthquake breaking building on your block
Y'all are children, I'm your pops
Y'all are bragging about your gwap
I get knots you do not so it's like a paradox
Put spikes through your head like a triceratops
You don't see me sharing mics like fiends don't share they rocks
Don't be bitter you bitch started letting me hit her
I'll have her home by two then shout you out on Twitter, peace

[Hook] x2
You're face to face with the best that ever did this
The way it never gon let, the rest forget this
We in your city, you best to get a ticket
Because the shit is about to get ridiculous (get ridiculous)

[Verse 2: Planetary]
Pharaoh clique, we back at it
We come with that hazmat spit
That burn your face like a crack addict
The fantastic definition of phantasm
My fanbase is fam, and other rap phantoms (god damn)
Finally I can throw me a tantrum
Spaz a bit on the beat, my n***a Ap mashed 'em
Warchild where you at? (?)
Tryna break em apart and let the dogs have em
They can't fathom my lyrical fashion
This shit extends from Manchester to Manhattan
I'm more like Mayweather you more Hatton
Dog you not on my level I'm a devil with passion
Ask him, where the pitchfork at
Signed in the trunk, I'm tryna get some chips off that
My whip's all black, I'm riding with my chicks all strapped
In case space gotta murder Imma rip yall cats
[Hook] x2
You're face to face with the best that ever did this
The way it never gon let, the rest forget this
We in your city, you best to get a ticket
Because the shit is about to get ridiculous

[Verse 3: Crypt the Warchild]
I got killer in my genes that's true religion
So if they all got a problem I'll just crucifix 'em
This the last chance I got, can't ruin this one
Leave you M.I.A. we like "who'll miss em?"
Infrared vision, in for bread listen
I'm zoning off a ? that's my medicine
Keep them gems hidden
Leave you bedridden
The lead rippin', the red drippin', your head missin'
You talkin' murder by numbers well here's my rendition
Red flags in every rhyme I got the feds trippin'
We with Apathy causing bloody catastrophe
I never stop till I'm lampin' under a canopy
Nothing simple I never ask "can it be?"
I put in work to erase you out your family tree
I'm a Pharoah king, shit I'm a god demi
I'm OPG, Q-D, god help me

[Hook] x2
You're face to face with the best that ever did this
The way it never gon let, the rest forget this
We in your city, you best to get a ticket
Because the shit is about to get ridiculous