[Intro: Sample Quote from [?] and Clint Westwood]

[Sample Quote from [?]]

Ends today

[Clint Westwood]

Yeah. Sup?

[Hook: Benny Medicina and Clint Westwood]

We are the MCs, we are the DJs (DJs)

We murder the streets, [wild straits?], and freeways

We breed the beats that bleed your weak ways

Never gonna stop, the last bomb’ll drop atop hip hop, bring all D-Day

[Verse 1: Benny Medicina]

Get to the point when I make my moves and make that cypher maximum

The land buy the time and we saved by the line but there’s no ways to capture them

Back in a flash where the average is at. We manufacture these tracks for them

We travel the past on the bench with a basket of jams and it take me back to the end

Scribe right back to the top of the line, stop when I climb to the optional mind

Upon the tide, the season of change was freezing the fame with the basers blind

Move to the left. Make that there. It ain’t that fair? That’s the way it goes

Put down this circle cypher. Language Arts, we ain’t for show

[Hook: Benny Medicina and Clint Westwood]

We are the MCs, we are the DJs (DJs)

We murder the streets, [wild straits?], and freeways

We breed the beats that bleed your weak ways

Never gonna stop, the last bomb’ll drop atop hip hop, bring all D-Day

[Interlude 1: Sample Quote from The Patriot]

[Colonel William Tavington]

Rules of war... Would you like a lesson, sir, in the rules of war?

[Verse 2: Clint Westwood]

My flesh is stretched over my soul and it holds tight. I mold minds

Fold spacetime or hold the fine rhyme, don’t get it locked when I hold a mic

You lose your lives with the might of Zeus clapping class. Cats stand in front and growl like thundercloud

We coming from the underground, so ready, compound with a mound of sound

Bringing it down in an avalanche and your hands performing to the scroll of glory

So I’m leaving your chorus bored with a metal orb that absorb your life or split your organs

Deal a black hole. There’s a vassal outside the castles walls

The star that revolve the lower classmen and for the last of the masters to fall

[Verse 3: Benny Medicina and Clint Westwood]

Yo, rhyming’s changed so much from the start

Fight through the bark in the fight for your mark

Fly through the dark but we paving the path

We dodging the eye while waving the flag

Step across the line and realize it’s what came to do

Our fame is due before this game is through—we’re not the same as you

We’ll keep it insane with the same difference, and back up, boy, to a safe distance

It’s same resistance, remain persistent, take [?] when you make decisions

Now is the time for the movement—we making it all the way

Never gonna stop, the last bomb’ll drop atop hip hop, bring all D-Day

Now is the time for the movement—we making it all the way

Never gonna stop, the last bomb’ll drop atop hip hop, bring all D-Day

Now is the time for the movement—we making it all the way

Never gonna stop, the last bomb’ll drop atop hip hop, bring all D-Day

Now is the time for the movement—we making it all the way

Believe that

[Interlude 2: Sample Quote from The Patriot]

[Colonel William Tavington]

We’ll see who takes the glory from this field

[Outro: Sample Quote from The Patriot]

[Colonel William Tavington]

Kill me before the war is over, will you? It appears... you are not the better man

[Lord General Cornwallis]

How could it come to this? An army of rabble. Peasants. Everything will change. Everything has changed