[Intro]
“You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain…”

[Verse 1: Anonymuz]
Yo…
What you know about Ascension, n***a?
What you know about vengeance, n***a?
I’m the prince of the Saiyans, rose a Big Bang while I’m slayin’ with a pen tip, n***a
All foes, no friendship, n***a
All those that I'm left with, n***a
Get written out, the picture out, the picture style is not sick tough against this, n***a!
Okay, I’m suffering a hefty blow, and they let me flow, then ya neck keep, yo
And I don’t even think I was ready to hit you with the Mangekyō cause I’m in with Ezito
I have no reason for flexing, yo
So go and tell Jim he should get his weight up
Stop trying to wait for a n***a to get big
Listen to Benton and I can blow this place up
Cause my mind all swole, I don’t need no protein
My flow seems like a river to a slow stream
A Boffin the evolution of Goldeen
I’m goldie like Ellie but at an eighty
And E-R-C and G when I put the E-R in easy
Or aye is to the E.R. I bet my n***a I’m crazy
I’m a mothafuckin animal, Hannibal like the trainee
And magical with the cowls for damage will never take me
(Ascension)
Waist-deep in Shits Creek
And my shit always go hard
So don’t say shit cause ain't shit sweet
So just take it, and then get beat
Cause can’t nobody take it when play with these
I crush Man and Olympus with the simplest of writtens in Ascension n***a this week
“I really don’t give a damn about human beings…
You have proof then this becomes a problem…”

[Chorus]
When the Saints go marching in…
Then the pain will start again, start again, start again
(Start it down when I pray, fuck outta my face
Sounds about that I take it and y'all just come outta my way)

[Verse 2: Element Jetson]
Yo, I’m black and educated
Why you thought I quit rap, I just relaxed then meditated
Ya’ll want fame, I just want me a Cadillac with seven ages
Hit up a hotel full of racists, then break the laws, it’s segregation
Element just in the pharmacist
Sell out my dole to the audience
Ain't nobody drugs as hard as this, I gotta show ‘em what bein the artist is
Pwning is holding, come again n***a?
That shit yo waste like them cardigans
Now we back to bein hot again and now you haters are suckin my balls again
Let me tell you something;
Fuck this rap game, cause all I hear is ninety Drakes
(Ninety Drakes!)
And I’ll prolly move faster than you bums when I’m ninety-eight
(Ninety-Eight!)
And I’m outta control can’t stop my drive with ninety brakes
I’ll never just stop, ya’ll n***as got 99 problems cause ya’ll take ninety breaks
But I keep going, maybe I’ll stop when Hell's frozen
I just thought to drop this shit and now I’m out, believe, like Terrell Owens
And you can put pressure on the line like Terrell Suggs and I’m still focused
And here’s my new good slogan, fuck the world like its Brooke Hogan
Let me get in my zone
Let me do my thing, bitch
Tell the palace I’m home
These fake kings don’t say shit
My power is infinite, my future isn’t finished
Your jewelry is little shit but this game is my n***a shit
[Chorus]
When the Saints go marching in…
Then the pain will start again, start again, start again
(Start it down when I pray, fuck outta my face
Sounds about that I take it and y'all just come outta my way)

[Verse 3: Spvde]
Have you ever seen a demon Saint
Who screams contain the shrieks of the weakened vein of heart
You see my name ‘till I see then same
I breathe in pain release it as a semen stain on this vile Earth
I’ll fuck the world then got a 50g prize with Achievement Gained
Went to the Vatican and left the Pope in de-conslained
Now the world’s wonderin’ what a see obtained I’m…
Livin’ with a cloud of doubt, you see Final Fantasy when you down and bout
This rounded out, the sound when you don’t for count the 1, 2, 3 tops and you found it out
The stars around your head like a round-about, I’m ballin’ on KG but I’m pound for pound
What’s top dog, and I may sound a stout, but aye whens death card never counted out
‘Till this, pays off I’ll never take a day off, I got ‘em gassed up to the point they call me Adolf
Gotta get this money like I’m Bernie Madoff, I may not be on but I’ll be damned if I stay off
I’m the Shadow of Earth controlling Chaos, at Super Sonic speeds in your fear you can lay off
I’ll leave you at the corner base of communications with you require supernatural séance, UH
Where the hell it is to fight, all the elements of fight personified by me
Till your skeletons are tight, know that hell is in your sights and all other singers are R.I.P
So you can take it to the Grammy, you can take it to the stage
Got the mic and you can tell if it’s tonight, I’m the equivalent
Of your favorite MC squared so I guess it all means that I’m relative to light…
[Outro]
Booker, are you afraid of God?
No, but I'm afraid of you