[Intro]

I can't do it, we'll do it live

We'll do it live!

Do it live! I'll write it, and we'll do it live!

Fucking thing sucks!

[Verse 1: Blaq Poet]

It a slaughter, nigga, Mickey and Malary style

Y'all niggas is dead, and people calling me foul

Cross you off the list and chuck you over

Lets get this shit settled, right here and right now

I got this hard shit in a smash, I'm about the cash

Stop looking nigga, I'm the last

Motherfucker, you gon' meet like this

Turn your day pitch black, like I clicked the light switch

The beat is nickel plated, run up in the chamber

In the clip there remained a blastin off in anger

The black monster strike like the black mamba

Have you motherfuckers running home to your momma

Stay in your fucking place, you know that I'm an ace

If not, get the taste out your fucking face

Everything I say, I mean it

I'm a black motherfucker straight out of Queensbridge

[Verse 2: Skarlet Rose]

Streets is gritty, drama in the city

We asking God for mercy but he showing you no pity

You hope for a miracle when your fate was cynical

The only thing that mattered was if you had your pistol full

Sit back, uncontrolled rages

[?] is playing on different stages

Rocking live vibes be contagious

Who we are

Cats who die, never make it too far

We're quick to talk about things we should've done and never did it

Things we started and never finished

We watch our children look at us with empty wishes

They growing up with no restrictions

I wonder why miscommunications across the great states

Blood flows down heaven's gates as we await our torturous fates

Printed for all to see

But only those with knowledge seem to see it biblically

It's a harsh reality placed in wise mentality

Unholy matrimonies, your true boys is true phonies

Shadows creeping while you're sleeping

Young widows weeping, trust in these cats when you meet them

This teach men before they descend into Nostradamus philosophy

Well fuck that, listen to my prophecy

[?] now you're enemies

You choose your path now face your penalties

No more getting high and drinking Hennessey

It's a New World Order not meant for humanity

[Verse 3: Presto]

Choking on cyanide

Reincarnated in the form of Satan

Y'all niggas ain't seeing me like a thong on Aretha Franklin

[Verse 4: Canibus]

The appetite of megaladon pumping steroids in his arm

His upper torso is bigger than yours

Brave men will die

Women will cry over the genocide

But don't cry, dry your eye

My left brain 20%, my right brain is more than that

My pituitary gland is on crack

That's why they barely understand where I'm at and why I rap

They say it's wack, it's not wise to react, why's that

'Cause consciously I'm black, subconsciously I'm darker than that

The most controversial artist in rap

When I step with my lyrics, I force them to fall back

I was wounded in combat and still crawled back

Do it right the first time, I don't ever have to do it again

Unless I rehearse it again and again

Rotating floating spheres like clockwork rotating gears

Counter-clockwise collating what you hear

Over here, don't repeat what you heard, just remember what you learned

Remember the last time you got burned

Qualitative analysis is not enough to quantify Canibus

But do it live if you think you can handle this