[Verse 1: Gold & IAME]

Hey yo, I don't even have to show you how the clock works

The gears shift, it hops straight out the boombox first

Sandpeeps came to cover God's dirt

With a mere grain of it alone, the same claim that our beer stains cover

Yo, we're tough as nails and hold ourselves together while the others fail

And fall off the face of the earth

You can't appreciate the best unless you tasted the worst

This is work, we rock hard and clock out, pop stars get stomped out

With no effort, you can check the cadеnces

My man Sapient's got knocks that'll make your hеad hurt, something contagious hits

It's an outbreak, you're safe and sound no more

Once infected, your neck will snap four times in one ball, but just accept it

We hurt fans to this hip-hop-ish, like soul shepherds

Now my step-cousins are bad neighbors in complete anguish, like Ethic

So no effort then, we'll definitely put an end to you

The NW's coming up, don't ever say you never knew

[Verse 2: Step Cousins]

The grind, the grit, the hustle, perseverance of a champion

The fall, the crash, I'm passionate, stand again

Determination to see yourself through the useless movement

Who's ever gonna make it to music has to prove it, take a chance within

I was raised a leader and since then I only stand with them

Hence you hear it through the speakers and it gets deeper than the average pen

Follow the road to the land of the promise

I'm throwing bows, clenched hands in a mosh pit

Steps and sandpeople, to the edge

This fist has been through walls of hatred, on the jaws of Satan

I insist that this is where we all should place them

Above the laws adjacent, against the ones that make them

Until their fucking guns are shaken and I punch the pavement

We'll never hurt again, no matter what the verdict is

This is a perfect day to murder, hate, and observe the end

My shirt is stained from purple rain and the dirty grit

From Kool Herc to Kurt Cobain, I emerge my fist

[Verse 3: Ethic & Sapient]

I got the creative tendencies to be hateful

Sending these MCs to a state of neonatal dependency

We are an entity that is seeking endlessly

For destructively appropriate methods of clarity

To pierce ears and irrigate with what would take

The explosive charge of atomic arms to recreate

To emulate the uncertainty left in the wake

After me and Sape [...] you a face full of adversity

You think you're hungry? I personify starvation

And partake in ripping it like a credit card statement

Saying this isn't dope is like high school kids coming home on a Friday night

And telling their parents that they aren't fated

I wish to make plastic that's retaining its worth

But I ended up deranging my terms, eating plankton and germs

I'm not part of the gang, but I burnt down the arcade

Now you hate, but it only stems from us hating you first

[Verse 4: Jon the Baptist & Al-One]

I'll knock you off your axis

With javelins and battle axes

You wanna play with fire?

It's Al-One and John the Baptist

Sandpeople's where the sack is

Putting the northwest on the map

This is for sack of the rap ambassadors

With a soul that's sicker than average

Look we're splitting the cabbage

Switching

Sticking and jabbing

Spitting is savage

We're heavyweight

You featherweight

Get crushed beneath the canvas

The shepherds never missing

We ain't messing around

Through meticulous observation

Learn to govern the sound

And bend these bars unto our will

Until this music comes out

Capture an image on page

Hating our views with our mouth

Sandpeople, yeah that's who's in the house

Motherfuckers, I thought you would have knew it by now

Tear the roof off this bitch

Defecate on the crowd

Because I'm ruthless with spits

Geronade on a clown

We got it moving like grenades on the ground

Soul Shepherds and Debaser

Now you know who's controlling the crown

[Verse 5: Mo-B]

I'm MMO Hyphy baby, [...] on the map

You got a problem with that pimping

You can kiss my [...]

I'm like that good good, overzealous, radio hit this

Drew the line in the sand, so keep your distance

Embrace the difference, we way ahead of y'all

Pay attention to my verses, like they're laced with Adderall

After all I'm blessed, my DNA

Won't settle for less than [...]

[Verse 6: Simple]

I'm just another of the opinion, that time does suck

But you can get to anywhere, if you take the right bus

Money's only another symbol of blind trust

A tool that we invented to polish and grind rust

Everybody looking for signals to buy stuff

Why do we let the dictionary define us?

You grind me into powder and crush me to find dust

You do that and you'll only go injure my mind's crust

[Verse 7: OnlyOne]

Yo', you asked what I said, did I stutter when I spit?

Your dad's probably dead, and your mother is a bitch

So for that I got arrested and harassed by a badge

All because he got molested in his ass by his dad

I want a pistol in his wife, [...] knife out his dog

This is war, fuck the White House

And fuck the house of [...]

Kill these rap stars, spit filthy ass bars

I guess it's a crime, so call me guilty as charged