[Verse 1] Poetry's ubiquitous in my substance Shiver with fear of the day of judgement, this is justice Adjust my style to catch up with these rappin' busters The bet's up now, no toppings like mustard I leave cats diseased with my ill diction Inflict sick appeals on contradictions Your triumph's fictive, restricted to the physical Like a fist fight, I bring knives to 'em not choosin' a side Salute to the holy empire No churches you admire, only an absurdness of the higher L.O double G, we get labeled as a team Of MCs but behind the scenes we be concretely Schemin' plots like secret lodges Black hoodies is what our trademark is Not robes, 'cause we ain't old fashioned To mention only some of our intentions: [Hook 1] We come up, conquer, contradict To sum it up: We've had enough of your sh** Then we run up, gun down your whole clique Hit a lick, then disappear with your b**h We come up, conquer, contradict To sum it up: We've had enough of your sh** Then we run up, gun down your whole clique Hit a lick, then disappear with your sh** [Verse 2] I ignite the buddha and tryin' to get through to ya
Got a finite stamina, I'm dyin' of famine 'Cause my hunger is like that of a lion I examine my possible victims before I stick em Eat 'em up, like my beats I rip 'em Like the green I grip 'em, stack 'em up and get 'em Acts of sinnin' but I'm cool with that 'Cause my commandments delude the fact That I do this rap With righteous motives, brightest tendencies Hypersonic is how I'm attendin' these Sessions, rap it in impeccable Then get back home and do the inevitable Perfectin' this sound for y'all to hear it as clearly as possible It is merely an obstacle for me to do this I'm the chief of my music, do not confuse this The beats, the rap, the mixin'; I'm doin' it, salute me [Hook 2] We come up, conquer, contradict To sum it up: We've had enough of your sh** Then we run up, gun down your whole clique Hit a lick, then disappear with your b**h We come up, conquer, contradict To sum it up: We've had enough of your sh** Then we run up, gun down your whole clique Hit a lick, then disappear with your sh**