[Verse 1: Lo Key]

Check it, I ain't [when or where?]

Been here since '06, gas mask with guns in the air

Like "yeah, bitch", comin' with the carelessness

With these wrists in the air, make a terror twist

It's M:I 'til I die, ain't a damn thing changed

If them motherfuckers wanna come and get it, let it rain

With the acid flow, I'll match it though

I'm comin' with a jagged flow to slash your throat

Ragged hoe, the underground straight ass again, so

We back with the gas masks, strap you in

Now your eyes go black from the pathogen

Pass the gin, light 'em up like a halogеn

Tank stacked to the brim with my rapper friеnds

And now we blastin' with shells to your abdomen

Yo, Loke snapped on the track again

I fucked around with a sound and snuck an album in

The combat boots laced and we drag 'em in

To cabins, then attack with a massive grin

Yo, these underground rappers, they look the same

They act the same, fuck 'em 'cause they whack and lame

I hit play on the track and we activate

And Loketron on the song 'cause the fact remains

That Mission:Infect back, sick [?] and pass

It's arM:Igeddon - 2024, fear the wrath of Infect

[Chorus 1: Tha Wikid One]

Lines are drawn (Lines are drawn)

Got my gas mask on (Gas mask on)

Soldiers, we attack at dawn (Attack at dawn)

We fight until the last man's gone (Last man's gone)

[Verse 2: Madd Maxxx]

Mission:Infect ain't fuckin' around

Couldn't do what we do with a full-blown budget

Motherfuckers talkin' shit but really don't know nothin'

Leave your head cracked open and your torso buggin'

Photoshop all the pictures, make promos of it

We've been like that (Been like that)

Step into the room that we dim light black

Got a mouth full of venom like a diamondback

And mine's back, spittin' the wicked shit type rap like

Nobody matchin' the acumen

I stand with soldiers and Generals that been to Hell and back again

You could be American, European, Asian, African

It don't matter, no one on the planet's safe from the pathogen (Lines are drawn)

Maxxx and Lo Key, wicked rappin' OG's

Simultaneously killin' it since back in '03

I ain't ever keepin' track of what rappers know me

I'm a man full of madness and acrimony

But I'll smash a track and so you'll have to know

Got a Dracula flow, [Bella matched Lugosi?]

Loke and Maxxx, when we're on the track, we get ghost

[Chorus 2: Tha Wikid One]

Lines are drawn (Lines are drawn)

Got my gas mask on (Gas mask on)

[Verse 3: Tha Wikid One]

Okay, we're back to the Vultron

Hold on Loke, pass me the whole song

New qualms I wrote with a photon

Red dot jumpin' like I'm holdin' a Sig and long

.44 Steel Chrome what I bring along

Oh no, still cold when I ring it up

Still pour no shells, gon' leave it all

Spray bottle cleanin' every fingerprint involved

Ya, and don't get mad at me

These people keep asking and badgering

I told 'em I can't even rap or sing

And just imagine if I started practicing

But then I got a message

Loke said he ready to pull up with no henchmen

I said "Bro, with no question"

Flow bad, ready to go since '07

Behold the old legend

Step foot back in the game and close Heaven

We know that y'all stressin'

Heart drop, ready to boot they high steppin' (Lines are drawn)

[Verse 4: GrewSum & Tha Wikid One]

This is the move you've been waitin' on

Infect is the best, it's Filet Mignon

If anybody wanna get it, well then, take a number

If we fightin' for the title, I'ma take it from ya

You better take your vitamins and pray to someone

When we rage, who you change, it be facial structure

We behave like we ain't even age or nothin'

Bang on your face like we play percussion

Wait, we don't play for nothin'

Became the ones that made all these lames get upset

And afraid that we ain't give up yet, change the subject

If you ever state our name in public

We are not the same but substance

You don't wanna bang cocaine if you ain't been drunk yet

You can't hang with us yet (Lines are drawn)

In the whip with the kids, why the fuck not?

Tell their kids that they're mom was a fun thot

And used to eat cumshots when she was hot (Gas mask on)

In the whip with the heat in the glovebox

Infect hella deep like a subplot

These other groups all stink like a bus stop

You better get your medical checks up to date when facin' the threat that's chemical

Give the whole game this chainsaw enema

With no shame, you ain't gonna tame this animal

They don't even make an edible that can calm me down

I'm a rageous sentinel, ever since that day I was named a General

I was placed in a place, should explain, misbehave in general