[Verse 1: MK Ultra]

And I just wanna make it with this rap shit

Came with the flame of a match stick

Aim for the fame like a basket

Training my brain all these lames stay the same tryna match it

Be afraid of my name, bring pain til it rain and you laying in a casket

I'm Caine, in a chain, with this game, I'm insane, get sprayed by assassins

Then the hi hats come in

I swear all of you hunger like a bypassed

Stomach

I'm just finishing my meal from when I last hunted

And I'm running outta dough, spent my last hundred (woah)

Just spent my last hundred

I'm running outta dough

So I'm working on the flow

Got a milli' for a show, mama where you wanna go?

I'ma buy you a jet so we can fly past summits

Damn, that's the dream son

Money and power

Where the wolves seeks freedom

All of these sheep seem to differ when you meet em

But really they all looking for a Shepherd who can lead em

And I've taken the role

Because I kick game, steady making them goals

But all this stressing really taking its toll

Tryna spit fire but I'm shaken and cold

So the masses in the herd

Real passive to the word

Of they master

Tired of the slow, go faster

MK you ain't no rapper

Anything you spit don't matter

Nobody gon' hear yo chatter

That's what scares me the most

Tryna be real I'm afraid I'm a ghost

These are the moments I hear whispers from the devil

So I'm picking up the pistol and I put it to my temple and I -

[Verse 2: MK Ultra]

All I see is red

I'ma leave all these haters dead

MK bringing back that gangsta shit

Repping TGH who I came up with

And I never really fail to put the flame up in

Even Satan's speakers

Coming with an army, having tamed the reapers

You will never catch me settling for average, so I'm coming back on the same track like Lazarus

It's a fact that everybody backpacks onto the hack who really lacks tact

I'm the last cat who could really pack raps in a hatchback, deal it to them fiends in the crack shack, give em flashbacks, let me back track

Man I'm coming with the Armageddon

Better get ya self armed with weapons

Bomb ya presence

X on Islamic lessons

When I spit it gives you all depression

Put ya eyes on me now

Demons coming with me watch em rise from the ground

Storming up ya stronghold

Letting all these bombs go

Dropping napalm

Can't hide from us now

Can't ride with us now

Less you been from the start

Top five lists, I just teared em apart

Leading revolutions, y'all be loving it

Maybe while I'm at it even overthrow the government

This is my town now

Planting my flag and have you all bow down, to the crown

Thought I was finished when that gun shot rang

Chewing on my thoughts make ya gum rot mane

Tryna leave a mark like a blood drop stain

From the top of the pops to the slum spot game

Scoring all these points, like a jump-shot play

Man I won't ever quit til the sun stops. Wait!

Like hold on a sec

Despite all the lies that Obama said

We got bandits on the planet steady stirring up the panic

Going manic with this rapping got the semi automatic

Squad shit with The Heretix, building our culture

Try to stay away if its easy to insult ya

Shotty to ya body and we leaving it for vultures

Warn the world about me, it's MK ULTRA