[Verse 1: Q-Ball]
Yeah
WB, and Q-Ball
The foundator

The rhyme dweller, underground like the cellar
Uno mission wanderer, state of mind like a murderer
I pop crews with my verbal Glock for a living
I step with my sign, buckshots is what i'm giving
I'm driven to my AK-style state of mind
Giving off piercing sights, bright lights that leave you blind
To the yes y'all Qur'an
WB in your area
Here to crush emcees and cause hysteria
I'll bury ya, with the verbal tech lettin' loose
I'll make you stiffer than mousse, I'm rugged like Timb boots
Bring your troops, I get rugged over loops
Ship you out like recruits then proceed like The Roots
I wanna lamp in a AC with a MAC pulling hoes
With stacks of doughs, forget pintos
Yo, my mind will always invent dope rhymes
Non-stop so you better drop when I come with my verbal Glock

[Hook] x2
Taj Mahal: Listen up to the rhymes I drop, as I kick mad flavor from my verbal Glock
Reek Geez: You can't step to this B, I got the Glock, cock
Taj Mahal: As I kick mad flavor from my verbal Glock
[Verse 2: Taj Mahal]
Ease up n***a 'cause if you don't I'm gonna squeeze up
Grills kiss keys, flipping ki's, I'm stacking G's up
It's that n***a TM, I'm driving Lexuses and BM's
And hoes be saying I'm trying to see him
Rugged and raw, great like Tony the Tiger
Universal like a piper, sharp like a sniper
Check the ground beneath you
N***a, grim reaper will you keep you under
Stay under plus I'm loud like thunder, boom!
I shake the earth as earthquakes
Never hang with snakes or fakes, it's all about getting weight
I got the Soul Glo, the red-hair
Infrared stare prepared, Taj Mahal is the man of the year
Champion, epitome number 1
The godfather's son so what's up dunn?
Run and tell everybody that I'm coming
2 guns, hunted plus I'm wanted and I'm blunted and I'm out!

[Hook] x2
Taj Mahal: Listen up to the rhymes I drop
As I kick mad flavor from my verbal Glock
Reek Geez: You can't step to this B, I got the Glock, cock
Taj Mahal: As I kick mad flavor from my Verbal Glock

[Verse 3: Reek Geez]
Ayo who could it be?
It's Reek Geez
Fingers on the trigger and I just might squeeze
And start busting off shots with my verbal Glock
His style was like an infrared, words hollow point to led
Armed and dangerous with heavy ammunition
Sniping competition, leaving suckers missing
Listen, you get wounded by the thoughts in my mind
Ripping through your teflon with rhymes I design
Champion with my lyrical gun, uh!
They know they get done
They still on the run
Yo must I spark this whole rap market
Brothers be like oh shhh, when I hit the target
Wanted by the law for keeping it raw
I murdered this track, peace yall I'm out the door
But before I go, just to let you know
Youngsta's represent with that 95 flow
[Hook] x4
Taj Mahal: Listen up to the rhymes I drop
As I kick mad flavor from my Verbal Glock
Reek Geez: You can't step in this B, I got the Glock, cock
Taj Mahal: As I kick mad flavor from my Verbal Glock