[Verse 1: JMattson]

Formulating strategies and coordinating casualties

Over-rated wack MC's are duplicating rapidly

You can say it's hating but I'm only speaking facts my g

I find motivation in the shit that's in my backwood leaf

Actually, I'm that demon creepin' while you sleepin' dreamin'

I don't need a reason I just leave 'em screaming

If I seem defeated would you please just beat it

Get yo scene deleted if you seem conceited

I been searchin' for some fucking antidote

Rappers fake they way into the game when they ain't half as dope

Pass that smoke in my direction

Omen got the butterfly if you try flexin'

Best in show but I bet you don't know us

Never gonna blow but I don't need the dough bruh

All these so-called rappers they just act pathetic

All they answers scripted dawg just ask a question

I can tell that most of y'all got bad intentions

I can't deal with all this fucking apprehension

[Verse 2: OmenXIII]

Ridin, slidin, slippin, drippin

Down through the cracks, in the underground. Livin'

Simple but we can do what we want now

Come down, then I smoke a blunt in the backyard

Act hard we gon take you out the scrap yard

Metal just rust, and the parts just sit

Where people don't live and the plants can't die

And the chemicals bringing everything to life

What can you do, lost in a room where you

Can't tell the difference from lies and the truth

Pictures are watching you, every thought haunting you

Voices are screaming, but silence is calling you

I look at the night sky

I levitate eyes wide

I think they want me

I think they got me