(feat. Jahrule, ROC, Timbo King, True Master)



[Timbo King]

Army brigade, guns, grenades, fuck a parade

A dirty blade pierces your skin, you search for aid

Medical, Royal goverment, the federal

Knight to King-Bishop 3, my move is jettin you

It's actual, a scientist that's graftin you

What you think? That's the question that I'm asking you

Bomb material, you die from the radiation

Royal Fam/Ill Base, what? Affiliation

Collision, crashing niggaz like a test dummy

Accident/meant to happen, you rest ugly

Dressed in armorment, fight like barbarians

Slaughtering heads, we got connections with the aliens

Royal, down to Earth like soil

Four-fifty farenheit, I make the mic boil



[Dark Denims]

My raps slaughter everything just like Jemel the poet

Bring the light, I be the king to knight when I swing the mic

You grow wings of flight like Nike Airs

Beware, I might tear through your right ear with a nightmare

Grow white hairs on your cranium cuz I'm draining 'em

Stainin 'em, steel is titanium

Brutalize computer guys that utilize the distics

Snap their necks like dipsticks for wearing lipsticks

Blends quick like defence, sylabbles in sequence

Intents to bomb police precincts

Forceful instructor, reality conductor

Puncture the structure of corruptors

Lyrical master, I blast until your disaster

Faster than Nasa, get ghost like Casper

After that, flip off tracks like an acrobat

Phat raps thats cleaner than clothes out of a laundry mat

Me and Timbo leave rappers in limbo

Vocal crescendo blows your style out the window

Damn, brothas is foul like spoilled ham

Oil grams, the Royal Fam eating up your ground like the oil man



[True Master]

When you least expect is when I attack

Infact, your format is not yet suitable for combat

Still desendent factions in the kingdom

Campaign desperate attempts to take you freedoms

Emphatically, wack stratagies don't impress me

Impulsiveness'll bring a fucking tragedy, test me

Descent to the essence quickly, niggaz strictly flip

Fuckin with this royal assembly, his majesty summoned me

The Chief Administrator of the Law

True Master of this hardcore Art of War

I explore the depths of conflict with no pretense

found the best strategy, the most aggressive defense

So when you rush to attack, it be I to crush your force

and exhaust your supplies, don't send for reinforcements

Give orders for men to maintain they respective borders

or it's a god damn slaughter



[Stoneface]

Yo, my technical terms is like bacterial germs

Simpirials learned, gats get serious burns

You managed the damage, lyrical skills left your brain banished

Your soul vanished, but your body's on the same planet

Down some foruty's, hoodies, fatugies, Timbs and shorties

Buttoned up Tommy's, captured your boat low and naughty

The life I'm living, giving material religions

Slugs in vision, not a nasty but fast dicision

Sleek, we creap, tight, deep like a coalition

They'll be more visions, the specialists, medics, morticians

I hit your business, get your position an attorney

I'm on this journey, heaven or hell don't concern me

Walk through your mental, cancel styles with magnetic weapons

Kenetic sinister, minister of theories and epics

My flow's wet like oral sex in a skin flick

Mack ten's flip, advantage, flip and start to trim shit

Your rim's split, gat, big pump, you have to

Bullets passing the draft, blasting one, will catch you

Minds deserted, kick rhymes, nines is bursting

Crimes rehearsing, drop shot, cops in hearses