[Intro: Frazer]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Omar, knock that shit off!
[Chorus: Frazer]
You thought we were done? We got the clan back together
And we're back in the Stomping Ground (yeah, it's back to the Stomping Ground)
I feel like I'm home, watch when we land at Favela
It's like the back of my hand, I know where I stand (yeah, it's back to the Stomping Ground)
Ooh, ooh
Twenty rounds I might shoot
Ooh, ooh
Twenty rounds I might shoot
Who am I poppin'? I'm settin' on you
Who am I poppin'? I'm settin' on ya
Who am I poppin' on the Stomping Grounds? (guess who)
Who am I poppin'? I'm settin' on you
[Verse 1: DizzyEight]
Look, too elite with the Squad
Silence the muzzle, you sleep when it fire
See his feet creep, he won't hear a peep when he die
If I see four, then his whole crew getting bombed
This shooter is sharp, get an arrow from a longbow
Burn a hole in his EOD
All hits I don't miss, that's COD
When dog unleash, he meet GOD
So you better be modest
'Cause really if we being honest
The people who bark in the lobby
The loudest the same guys that don't ever be 'bout it
Be quiet when chopper go boom, hear the sonics?
I put a cap to his head, that's a bonnet
Think he a Savage? Put Twenty One shots in this boy
Now he in the stars like a comet
[Verse 2: Connor Quest!]
Weaponised, lead - it flies
Chaining rounds if he spoke out of line
Peddle bikes, severed ties, nevermind
Little rat gassed up, put the pest aside separate sides
Like Gemini's saw the red sight
Chest fried, then you're dead, lights out - Pennywise
Raise hell, cenobites
Getting hot in here, and that's a Nelly rhyme
I'm the bombardier, strap the vestment tight
I'm the one up here grab a second life
I'm the common fear, block your ears
Words that they don't wanna hear 'cause it spells demise
I'm behind enemy lines like I've Ghost, written my opponent's diss
There is no mirrors, or magician tricks
Just you up in the smoke, disappearing quick, are you hearing this?
[Chorus: Frazer]
You thought we were done? We got the clan back together
And we're back in the Stomping Ground (yeah, it's back to the Stomping Ground)
I feel like I'm home, watch when we land at Favela
It's like the back of my hand, I know where I stand (yeah, it's back to the Stomping Ground)
Ooh, ooh
Twenty rounds I might shoot
Ooh, ooh
Twenty rounds I might shoot
Who am I poppin'? I'm settin' on you
Who am I poppin'? I'm settin' on ya
Who am I poppin' on the Stomping Grounds? (guess who)
Who am I poppin'? I'm settin' on you
[Verse 3: NerdOut]
Try to stop me, your team is probably gonna need forty Glocks
But your inventory is poorly stocked
We are not friends, I'm making you Scream like Courteney Cox
Bars going over your head like warning shots
You winning is not allowed
Enemies in the area hoppin' inside a helicopter, gotta acknowledge the way that I shot it down
Missiles got 'em shook, look around
I'm the one that's standing on solid ground
Shoot me, and I barely move
It don't matter if you're so far back
My shot's so precise, I can chop through the strings of your parachute
You hit the ground harder than the kick on this Omar track
Every song I be picking a different flow
Like I'm making a custom loadout, you're too A-B
Nem's the pinnacle, and you ain't me
Lines predictable, I know your next move like an UAV
[Verse 4: Errol Allen]
Armor plate on my body, I'm bulletproof
I might come from the hip like a hulahoop
I'm like Dora the Explorer with that do-do-do
Ain't gon' be nothing left when I'm through with you
If you come for my Squad, I'mma ruin you
It's collateral damage for two of you
I'mma vet, I don't need no tutorial
Handyman, don't make me put this tool on you
If I call on my gang, you in trouble
Know they all got my back on the double
Moving silent, could tell by the muzzle
Mess with me, you gon' blend with the rubble
I got valor to die with a purpose
Known to pick up the phone if it's urgent
I'm reborn like a tactical insertion
I ain't too hard to find if you're searching, pick up the phone!