(feat. Irs & Wio-K)



[KORRY DEEZ]

Yo, nod your neck as the record gets so mean

That every head detects that I'm in effect like codeine

We bring hip-hop to life where there's no scene

Our show seems to convert rap culture into D.N.A. protein

You only spread our name when you create rumours

We consider you late bloomers cuz your crew couldn't relate sooner

You want some help? Well, here's a hand out:

Your formula's bitten, see while you trying to fit in, we trying to stand out

The songs you make are almost real so fake harder

I see red but these blood suckers ain't dead so push the stake farther

Our verses hit so hard, they break armor

Spot the wicked then move away with the reflexes of a snake charmer



[DAN-E-O]

Yeah, we strapped with them phatter tracks, chat that my pack is wack

My crew, especially that Black Cat ain't having that

Stacked with more fire than an Afghani gat attack

So repeat offenders can't come back with a badder rap!

Cover your eyes, guard your grill and block your tummy

Or get left crooked like a cop with extra pocket money

A taser couldn't stun me, but what really provokes

Is this industry is still taking Monolith for jokes

We pound like an athlete's heart before he races

To grand slam this business in hopes to clean up its basis

Cuz every time you chop us down, we grow back bigger

Go figure, now Run Tell Dat nigga!



[CHORUS]

Trust me, we ain't going nowhere

You thought my crew wouldn't be here

We real sick with the mic, we still ripping it right

We crush clicks with this tight flow, fo' sho'

So you best to stand clear!

Trust me, we ain't going nowhere

You thought my crew still gon' be here

We real sick with the mic, we still ripping it right

We crush clicks with this tight flow, fo' sho'

So you best to stand clear!

Trust me, we ain't going nowhere



[BLACK CAT]

(forgive me God)

I make you scream the Lord's name in vain

Spittin' rhymes in your ear to make you pop a blood vessel in your brain

I'm hotter than a kettle on flame, way ahead of the game

Niggaz ain't ready for these levels of pain

I'm sickening like sixteen clit rings ready to rip things

Setting up big things, think you're fly? I clipped wings!

Rip dudes, flip dudes who think they're testin'

But they're gifts get ripped open quicker than Christmas presents

Niggaz don't wanna start messin' with a seasoned veteran

Who could spit a verse and leave a whole species threatened

Use complete discretion when niggaz reach in the session

We tear functions, leave your ears thumpin', Wio tear somethin'!



[WIO-K]

Yeah, Dan and Irs, I got a plan to burst

Let's jam the earths until they understand we're first

Yo, some man will curse upon the dead, tell you they're true

Well you can see right through the lie and wonder why they tried with you dude

Payback's a slut bitch and it's real

Like bunnin' weed around foreigners you can't feel

You style bitin'! I smile while writing

You bullshit until it gets hit by wild lightning

The good grace kept a few men by your back

It's them same man you want to move on and talk your crap

Now why is that? They want know it's cool, cuz Wio's phat

Man'll go the extra mile to see we out lying flat!

Yeah!



[CHORUS]

Trust me, we ain't going nowhere

You thought my crew wouldn't be here

We real sick with the mic, we still ripping it right

We crush clicks with this tight flow, fo' sho'

So you best to stand clear!

Trust me, we ain't going nowhere

You thought my crew still gon' be here

We real sick with the mic, we still ripping it right

We crush clicks with this tight flow, fo' sho'

So you best to stand clear!

Trust me, we ain't going nowhere