[Verse 1]
If you want a fight he ready, not steady
Redchop with the mic and machete, yeti for a pet
Head is on wrong, crown is all heavy
One side sag, spikes is dull but long
Criss the border, just don't cross the man's orders
Most savvy man was ran over with land rovers
Hand him over half-k**ed, fill the quota
The hemperor stable when drunk, can't stand sober
Balanced with nature, the badland toker
sh** it's no joke, he scope like a slow poke
Soon as he yoke though it's a low but unknown slope
Mr. No Name, slap you a swoll brain
Cold pack you in a back room to Coltrane
Diet consist of old brisket and propane
Desist to the mist, this one knows how to hold reign
[Outro]
The final raindrop fall out the sky
Land of ice, can you feel it in the beat ply?
The final raindrop fall out the sky
The crew heard the rumble and none of them could reply
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