[Produced by Sani]

[Julian Malone]
Enter this shit epic
Pleasant but a weapon
Straight killing leaving a messing
On N***as ipod’s who checking for it
And losers who less and boasting
About how they best and doper
Than me and my squadron?
Fuck ya’ll we the awesomeness, whoa

[Calez]
Ask’em what it cost em’ it
Shouldn’t be nothing just a bunch of money we offering
N***as be fronting steady be stuntin’ on bout how raw they is
N***a you serious we killing shit n***a period
Stop you fuckin’ delirious

[Fonz-E Mak]
Uh, that’s that confusion
That’s followed back with a bruising
A bigger word is contusion
A couple cuts leave you oosin
I’m loosing my sense of patience
It’s wasting away
Caping crusader
Who save you wack ass [Jax] who lacking a [Daxter]
[Johnny St. Cloud]
Spazzing on you bastards
Rapping on you nappy head hooligan ass rappers
I think you need a class or a session
Cause y’all n***as ain’t messing with this newness
You stupid for even
Thinking I ain’t make all of this cool shit

[Legit]
Sometimes the mission be impossible when your battling defeat
That’s why I got two crews
Like I’m traveling at sea
Cause Renaissance is the nation 2008ighties the team
And I’ma make it rain supreme
Like Wolf Haley’s favorite dream nah’ mean

[Julian Malone]
My team body
Every record straight disrespecting
Y’all P U S S Y’s no sorry
I be...
Feeling high when I rhyme
Like I just climbed mountain Everest
And took elevendy totes of irene
I sing, whatever my heart and mind brings
Ya’ll lean towards whatever’s dope now you hypebeast
Die please
[Fonz-E Mak]
Man gone do it just cause we asked you to
You dead yet?
Cause we the ones who gone go from local to global
We so loco with vocals
And delivery and flow so insane they calling us postal boy
Decided long ago that rhyming is the only road
I’m making sure nobody sleeping on me less they comatose
Never been a friend of beef Criss Angel with the spitting g
That’s why all my enemies disappearing like Kennedys

[Legit]
Soon as they drive by that grassy knoll
I’m in that schoolbook depository
Now you know
Metaphorically of course cause well
Its Mr. nasty flow
Hungry like Kobe with a nappy fro
That’s why my hat be low
Because im Danny Ocean they think I can’t get a deal now
Cause I don’t dress flashy you saying I don’t appeal now?
How you faggots trying judge me?
The fuck is you Uncle Phil now?
You nothing but a magnet to n***as that pull the steal out

[Calez]
Pop them n***as and peal out, uurrrrrkk
Floor it until the fucking tires start to squeal out, skuuurrtt
Visit my psychiatrist and tell her I ain’t on, dirrrt
Bitch say I’m lying denying the facts
A fucking tyrant in fact
Sold my crack to tracks and now you bitches is buying it back
Showed that ageusia how it taste now they dying for that
Pause for the lions of raps
King of the jungle running the rally
I’m sickly killing the valley
You Ricky up in the alley, run
[Johnny St. Cloud]
So it’s no more Mr. Nice Guy, good evening mufuckers’
All you mama boys can
Try, so good luck you mother lovers
And suckers and losers
Posers and Boozers
You just gone cruise for bruisin’
So stop playing pick and choose when I ain't got shit to lose
But hella got shit to prove
Who the fuck is you tryna’ move
To Rumplestilskins ain’t even nowhere to close to the crew

[Julian Malone]
Really think you doper than ju huh?
N***a that’s too tough
You stank you bum dude butt
Just get a job be a uncle Tom let me spit fye
Julian Malone landed and did his damage bye

[Legit]
L’s still in this bitch
Yes I’m still rapping
All you other crews is like
What the fuck happened?

[Fonz-E Mak]
Boy what the hell happened im
Back with a bag of flows
Sour kids got a patch of those
But im after the cabbage bro
Never be in third place
Not me, No way

[Calez]
Jose, fifth of that Harald like I’m from Norway
Fuck the forbes base
You can tell’em all Im broke ass n***a gang mufucka’ and I’m bout to hit a stain bitch

[UG]
Broke ass n***a gang bitch
We just pulling yo dame bitch
She bussing like a smith and wesson
And yo dumb ass talking bout getting hitch
Treat you like a turn over
We’ll put you out the shit
Nine months to some pregnant cunts
Ho im straight out this bitch
Shorty be killing my family jewels
Holocaust Auschwitz
See my pockets is out of paper she have to settle for plastics
You get no ass at all blue balls
You are professor Draken
I’m dragging rapping drag queens out in angry dad fashions n***a