Ha!

Think you got what it takes to roc wit us?

But you not

Cut from the same cloth

Now get gone

Hunt with a spear so large it'll make god

Man fearing

Humanity’s steering

We hunt the winged beasts round the clock

But you not

Bout to copy what we got

You can't roc hot

Can't flock wit us

Send ya back to dust

Keep the trust amongst us

Get walking you fucking loser

We the beast slaying troopers

You got

You got

You gotta

Think about your wife and kids

We ain’t got that shit

No ties or knots

We rock cocks

Dicks and balls out

If you beast we got fallout

Send ya back to dust

Ha

Can't roc wit us

If I gotta tell you again

I won't be so pleasant

We slay beasts

But came up as peasants

Now we got stocks

Bonds and expensive clocks

I got a manticore on my mantle

Nothing two weeks couldn't handle

But you not

Boutta flock wit us

Roc wit us

Get gone

Get the fuck

We in the night

With a knife

Left right!

Straight down the middle

All night

Till you're covered in the spittle

Watcha gonna do without a little education?

Grab yourself a sword and die for your nation

Up now!

Stab 'em in the side

Acquired taste

You're looking for some hide

Spinner a bigger web and you'll catch a dragon

All in your nature as a creature of habit

Ay!

Ay!