[Introduction]

"I got a lotta good shit to tell you all this evening"

[Scratching]

"Let's use your hands together, come on give it up"

"Y'all get ready to get busy?"

"Life, and we begin to write[?]"

[Verse 1: Life]

It's the title of my life or should I say Life is my title

Me and the Disciples should be classified as idols

When we speak upon it's up

We don't jerk or play, it's vital

We get to the point, right to the end of the recital

[Scratching]

"X discuss this"

[Verse 2: Patrick X]

Controversy, the path of many men

X to begin the level of introduction

Comin' live and direct from Asiatic descent

Take it seriously with my intent

Being a lyrical approach like a coach

Now you know the timin' while I do this rhymin'

[Scratching]

"Jay"

[Verse 3: JXL]

J-X-L, the third disciple

I'm on a rampage on stage, and I explode like nitro

Gettin' you all what you been hopin' and lookin' for

The Last Asiatic Disciple

Is like an outlaw

[Verse 4: B-Wyze]

B-Wyze into initial out the show to let you know

That I am Asiatic, the Last Disciples

You only slack the rightful

I talk it is the whole record market

Find yourself a seat

Take your butt down and park it

[Scratching]

"Griff, break a nerve[?]"

[Verse 5: Professor Griff]

I am the professor, professional rap

Specialist of terrorizing M.C.'s

As if I was a terrorist

[Scratching]

"Yo, Griff"

[Verse 6: Professor Griff]

A-G-S, the Asiatic ghetto soldiers

Stand in command

Respect *gunshot* I told ya

Don't be alarmed as you breathe your last breath

As you flip the wax from side Life to Death

[Scratching]

"Yo, Griff"

"Get the green, black and red in"

[Verse 7: Professor Griff]

L-A-D, the Asiatic Disciples

Assigned to oppose on stage and get you frightened

Never let go the black chains we insist

A-G-S to L-A-D, rap terrorists