Released on January 1, 2014

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[Verse 1: Jack CityZ]

Go against the Uth's foolish, don't do this

Move, don't spit in my presence

Add up my weapons, got

Campus' and towns locked down

Government status, out of habit

With caskets matted 8 feet for the masses

Tragic for these "ABC" rhymers

Lead up's and punch liners

I'm finding it ironic with ebonics

Chronic emcees can't achieve

Honestly, no competition when I'm mentioned

It's business

I'll rectify their minds, in time they're risen

But they're driven

To what's hot like Bugatti engines

Got parties claiming they're thinking sharply with 3rd eye visions

If it's reigning true, then this ain't aimed at you

It's for the ones that take that concept and they run

The Native Tongues should be ashamed of you

Nothing to the cause, the Zulu Nation is appalled

Peace to the Gods in charge

Pull their card, dog, they're frauds

Sat back, let them rap on my field

But it's a skill, and missed grapples were the deal

So now they're playing my squad


[Bridge: Erykah Badu]

One day, all them bags gon' get in your way [2x]

I said..


[Verse 2: Ragz Bastard]

Niggas acting like they shouldn't know

Wouldn't know, delusional

If they thinking niggas wasn't 'bout to blow

Now here we go

For my team I'm Tom Brady mixed with Tracy McGrady

Keep an eye out, so play shady

Watch how slim get crazy

Said it's the 5'9 ill nigga

Seen vintage Tommy Hilfiger

Got me feeling oh so comfy

Understand that women love me

Telling me they wanna fuck me

And they say I'm lso lucky

Cause they usually not this kinda girl

Never been inside this kinda world

And I don't want no babies

So you know I stay wit condoms girl

Deadly the disease

Make a instrumental freeze

You can open doors with keys

Well the pump busted it with ease, peacefully

Now bitch don't speak to me

Groupie bitches infatuated with our higher living

Doom centered, I'm a cold MF'er

Middle fingers when I txt her

Madvillainy

Wanna kill off my family like the Kennedy's


[Verse 3: IiMZ]

King poetic, too much flavor I'm major

Few gon' get it, too much layers for majors

Listen to our music on blast

While sittin in class

Given we the wickedest clash, since the British band

Kid isn't average

Grip steel and get active

Pealing they caps and flip they duckbills backwards

Your mind's captive

Mine's riding the passage, and doin backflips

Ain't impressed by stacked cabbage

Sad but it's true

Baddest crew, had to be Uth

Don't get embarrassed by the masses cause you had to be cool

And don't be carried in a casket just for acting a fool

Passionate so I picked grabbing Macs over grabbing a tool

I'm out for capitol and advancing the spans of your mind

Expanding my time, using the only eye that's divine

Let's murk the Capitol and laugh in they face when they ask why

I'm surprised we let so many attacks just pass by

It's sad but you can't cry homie

I'll be fine, as long as I got my lines on me

I'll do that time

If a military draft catch me, imma be locked then

Uth youngin with locks, rare for me finding cop friends


[Bridge]


[Verse 4: Al Hostile]

So if I toss a Molotov then we start a revolution, right

Light this bitch up

Yeah you fuckin' with the Uth tonight

No more hands outs, you fuckin' with the champs now

How we stand out is like a group clowns in a bland crowd

Working since the birth of this

We sound the way they can't sound

If we catch them with that ran mouth

Then it's man down

So if you planning on talking shit, you should stand down

Same shit, we been about sounding like fads

Now we 'bout that

We down under like outback

Where your mouth at

Catch it running, don't get off track

The Uth coming soon

So make room for the hottest collective

Make our own shit, so you gotta respect us


[Verse 5: Lume]

You are now a witness

To the Uth's reentrance to the rap game

So please just listen

Get ready to hear vengeance

Took a break, boy, but now I'm back at it

Dammit I still got it

Living lavish ,slinging veggies

Just to increase my cabbage

My girl cute in the face, and her ass is the fattest

And when she ready come get it baby I let you have it

Smoking strains, that'll have your ass on another planet

And contrary to popular belief

We refuse to make trap rap to get hot in the streets

We underground with it

That shit that will make ya think

More substance than sound, ya hear me

You'll miss something if you blink

Dropping jewels my nigga

3rdiii be the missing link

And if you can my nigga

Don't ever step to the team

You gon' get yammed my nigga

Fuck 12, they can catch me if they can my nigga

I'm the man nigga

With the plan my nigga!


[Verse 6: Dark Nimbus]

No subtweeting

My sleeping is uneven

Don't preach when the one's speaking

Or creeping on one's features

Blunt in between my pointer and thumb

Can't deny, it's implied

We the glorious ones

Got a mountain view

I'm looking from the shore to the sun

Smoking dope because the struggle weighing more than a ton

Medicated, and heavily meditated

That gold piece on my wrist is a result from hella payment

If it is important to you

My nigga, you better say it

Or get caught in the mist

Cause the Nimbus is better faded

This is for all my niggas who hustle

But never made it

And all the ones creative, but heavily regulated

This heavy metal, Megatron

Hustling 'til I'm dead and gone

Put it on my soul

That you haters can't make a better song

Smooth as ever

Cause the dude is leather

Lets get high, and find some shit we can do together

Uth