[Verse 1: Drapht]

I break you down more than nerves or stranded cars on curbs

Keep it equal for the people but still disturb with words

I'm not concerned, I duck and dodge your views

It never seems to end a bad case of deja vu

I set the mood from the blues to the hyped tracks

I can't be moved, if I do I'll be right back

Might lack a little colour to the skin

No room for improvement, I move with the wind

Pull the pin, explode, got a short fuse

I'm bad news, get what you give and beggars can't choose

Run straight through, it ends up critical

Lyrically spiritual, out of this world that's metaphysical

Tools of the trade, I paint your pen

Tend to offend, live the life of the creme de la creme

Depend on no one, try bring me down

I got more tricks up my sleeve than a sideshow clown

[Verse 2: Optamus]

Check the elements, said I am just oh so eloquent

The veteran endeavour to summon up the adrenaline

Sweat trickling, magnificent emcees are impotent

Get rid of 'em, kick 'em out the door and then we're listening

To Drapht and Op' and after what I've got to say

People scream and understand the Syllabolical ways

We train our sword with the mic, we're laughable type of close

With Hunter heating up the crowd, we're liable to explode

On delivery, lyrically feel the Sylla-score festivity

Give me the microphone, I think it's in my vicinity

[Hook: Drapht & Optamus]

Twenty-four, day to night, we're gonna stay prolific

There will be no compromise, we gotta make a difference

The truth is in your eyes, yeah, we see you in the distance

I see right through your lies, shut the fuck up and just listen

Twenty-four, day to night, we're gonna stay prolific

There will be no compromise, we gotta make a difference

The truth is in your eyes, yeah, we see you in the distance

I see right through your lies, shut the fuck up and just listen

[Verse 3: Optamus]

Ripping it out, ka-pow, now my linguistics set the mood

But it's about now, the sound surrounds the Sylla crew

I'm gonna take it deep and leave you feeling like you're in line

And I'm sick and tired of emcees that criticising

Thriving on the dead bones and living on the passion

Adapting and grabbing anybody that wants to make it happen

I'm a captain, a corporal, let's keep this shit informal

Draphto, take it away and suck 'em into our portal

[Verse 4: Drapht]

It's like before it starts I vanish without a trace

Never give you the chance to put the words to a face

I concentrate with a plan to conquer

You bite my bars like they were made by Willy Wonka

I'm on the ball and never sit on the sidelines

Every move watched like Jordan in his prime time

Evil Einstein, the future in my palm

Traits to take over the world fighting off Bush and Sadam

Heart be alarmed cause Drapht's a master of surprise

The illusion from the heat playing tricks on your eyes

I advise, it's liver than electrics

Don't wanna get too close 'cause I burn when this text hits

[Bridge: Optamus & Drapht]

The first thing's first, words hitting like sniper pot shots

I rise from the horizon knocking off the rock spots

And on this journey, take time to fucking study

This shit could turn bloody if you step to step-buddy

'Cause ugly scenes occur when you don't understand

An upper hand 'cause every word that we spit hits the fan

'Cause we began from this and that's where we started

I say goodbye to wack emcees and dearly departed

[Turntablism Interlude:]

"Here we go"

"Represent the land west where the sunset grows"

"Here we go"

"Represent the land west where the sunset grows"

[Verse 5: Drapht]

The tale of two titans enlightened, can't be silenced

On a higher level, the sort to resort to violence

We never settle, turn up the heat in battles

Always two sides to the story, mine and Scotty Babble's

No need for paddles, our flow will never end

Defend if you quick to diss my fam or my friends

If you lend your ear I can steer you the right way

If you turn your back, get fucked is what I might say

My way or no way, I never play fair

First one in the ring to swing a bat or a chair

No one-on-one, it's us against all

And we're not gonna stop till the last man falls

[Hook: Drapht & Optamus]

Twenty-four, day to night, we're gonna stay prolific

There will be no compromise, we gotta make a difference

The truth is in your eyes, yeah, we see you in the distance

I see right through your lies, shut the fuck up and just listen