Released on September 14, 2018

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[Intro]

Recognize motherfuckers, yo


[Verse 1: Recognize Ali]

I spit the illest shit niggas know what the dealy is

The grittiest motherfucker know I'm sicker than syphilis

My jewels infinite you comical fuckers ridiculous

Candy ass rappers is still sweeter than licorice

The damage I do though catching bodies like sumo

Everything puro, bitch I’m numero uno

You can catch a grenade like Bruno

Laid back in a two door kicking it like Judo

The brave type I blaze mics, you ain't nice

I could take the head off a king when the pay's right

My game tight fuck your, bitch on the same night

I’m Ray Rice, a punch a leave you at the gravesite, bars

Niggas know the laws

Playing poker with the broker you already lost

The sun is shining on these stars

Pause what's a fucking King to a God nigga

Yeah


[Verse 2: Rasheed Chappell]

Yo, ayo

It's mo' money mo' murder another homicide

Outline your body a work

You step outta line outta mind

Words fly like they outta 9

Or a magnum it's .40 cal lingo the shells jingle

Like bells as they hit the ground

Who want a round, this is sound boy burial

Crown Vic steering wheel stuck in my ways

Carve a nigga like a half moon stuck in his waves

Games I don't play ‘em scales they can't weigh ‘em

My niggas pumping 3rd base step into the A.M

Welcome to the mayhem my scars were formed

And from that same cesspool where my star was born

I shine on niggas, blind y’all niggas

Banana eating perm dropping dime ass nigga

Rap with a bullet keep it under my tongue

I gave you power, move the crowd like I’m waving a gun nigga


[Verse 3: Hus Kingpin]

Huh, It's Wavo I drive a sea sled VVS reflex my step c drex

Yo peace who next?

Dropping heads off like who’s necks is these

I'm dressed like a fencer

Yo meet the grave smoke goat

Cocaine Van Gogh, the gun Vandross huh

A pistol out the van door, huh

Muhammad Ali butterfly lee duff niggas

We gut niggas we hawking

These is Gods fins bullet proof dolphins

I need my bitch dark skinned with baby hair she foreign

She glow like the sky's orange

She sing Georgia and paint porcelain Porches

I'm still caught in the Porsche winds, huh

It’s Wavo Jean Claude, nigga

My pen faints writing blood rivers, uh


[Verse 4: Napoleon Da Legend]

I'm a terrible student don't try to educate me

About a quarter brain dead

But my pen is crazy

Don Mega Pharaoh with the fly set up

Who the greatest?

Got ‘em debating like Sa Neter

I'm calm tho, Leonardo with a sledge hammer

I got a way to disrespect them with the best manner

Get a scan of my face made for digital

Don't discriminate who I crush this ain't political

I'm nonpartisan I bombard artisans I'm Don Gorgan

For demiGods Gods and Goddesses

I never rock Yves Saint Laurent

Never sweat a broad I don't chase that's another bank to rob

What you think i'm ‘bout to slow up my day

Pay attention to your shenanigans and slow up my pay

I might cheat death fuck around go to my wake

Get you emotional meanwhile promoting my tape...Pharaoh


[Verse 5: Lil Fame (M.O.P.)]

A yo I'm still at it for sure

Still bad as before

When the bill status is quo still shatter your jaw (Nigga)

I ran with the wolves since a shorty wop (Facts!)

Running wild with the goons kept the corner locked (Facts!)

Fuck dem industry hoes this is for the block (Facts!)

Catch a round of applause from the .40 Glock (Facts!)

My niggas dump back

Get slumped back

Leave your brains in the back of the whip where ya trunk at (Blaow!)

Art imitates life imitates art

Air the place yellow tape lock the place off

Fuck with me i'm a goon

Got the spot smelling like gunpowder drug money and cologne

(M.O.) I put it down for (M.O.)

Let it go for (M.O.) say nothing they already know my (M.O.)

King down when you step inside my kingdom (We live)

Kings County you fucking with a Kingsmen (Bong!)