I got Seoul like the Han river
And styles mad obese
Competiton's quickly slain by
This articulate beast
Cuz when it comes to lyrics I'm
About as peaceful as the
Middle East
UnderClassMen and Loptimist
Steady rising like yeast
Masterpieces we release from
Switzerland to South Korea
Staying busy on the grind just
Like Redman's weed carrier
Never fuck with this team or be
History like jugoslavia
You better be hearing tha
Flawless skillz above the norm
T R I G's wordplay's swift like
Tropical storms
Spitting heat blueflamish all
Your punchlines are lukewarm
My exceptional form destroys any
Opposing team
Your whole image is artificial
Just like E415
I'm seeing right through your
Scheme all your statements are
Divergent
Repping the dirty streets while
You're really cleaner than
Detergent
My rhyme's are arrogant and
Perfect the bomb like insurgents
Vocally splurging I transmit
Like optical fibres
My production's export driven
Like East Asian Tigers
Deadly off the geigers crushing
A fake clone or copy
Trig's the boss like Gotti
Amateur punk don't ever test me
Cuz my rap'll split you in half
Just like Korea's DMZ
It's the art of rap in the
Illest form
You can keep your weak beats
From your corny producers
You dealing with a lot of science
Hard as a knock out bout it's
No sell out
It's the art of rap in the
Illest form
You can keep your weak beats
From your corny producers
You dealing with a lot of science
Hard as a knock out bout it's
No sell out
Mind mechanics cold lamping
Under street posts
Hold it down Boldsschool
Concrete coast to coast
7:30 bazerk pushing surround
Sound against the wall
Tearing that establishment down
9 to 5 independent raw
Underground live and direct
In the flesh respect pound for
Pound
I'm psychedelic with it with my
Brain hanging out
Walking my talk ahh hardball in
The dugout
I speak for and entire
Generation separated
By hatred rage religions and
Nations
From blue collar atheists to
Free masons
Majorly raising hell with
Adrenaline racing
Genuine UnderClassMen
McArthur technique
You wave the rainbow flag
Marching spineless weak
And I never gave in Uh uh with
The weight
On my shoulder so heavy that the
Ground under me caved in
Like the Olympic flame it's been on
10 thousand thoughts per second
Superior styles of beyond
As these stone soldiers battle
On I'm hammering
Competition to the cross in a
Pit to rock on
It's the art of rap in the
Illest form
You can keep your weak beats
From your corny producers
You dealing with a lot of science
Hard as a knock out bout it's
No sell out
It's the art of rap in the
Illest form
You can keep your weak beats
From your corny producers
You dealing with a lot of science
Hard as a knock out bout it's
No sell out