[Intro: Recognize Ali]

Uhh! What? Recognize! Yo!

[Verse 1: Recognize Ali]

Diamond arch with solid walls, I silence frauds

Drink a Molotov cocktail and bring down your silent walls

Bodies scorched in a holocaust, surely I will demolish y'all

A sign of shore for sure, I'm back like a spinal cord

Pop at your Lambo, your mans know I'm a pharaoh

Tenfold, SunCycle Rambo

I can't fold, no entiendo, my chain hang low

I got game like Nintendo, extendo

The sun burns fire like Shango, I mean Shango

Mutombo, y'all foodie like Mango

I'm doper than Lorenzo baggin' coke in the bando

Quality over quantity, nigga, check the sample

The fanto, give 'em more trees than Monsanto

Smooth criminal, literally liberal

Imperial, pivotal, the one who call the shots, I get rid of you

Finish this clinical, ask around, I'm cynical

Where I be linin' MCs and takin' they lives, it's pitiful

Word!

[Verse 2: G-Box Da Smoke]

I look a man in his eyes, I tell him he soft pussy

Niggas ride for their loochie, the type to die over coochie

Lazy high, I get bored, I send your kid to the store

I give him five to cop a blunt, tell him to bring me four, nigga

I need my change, if you want it you got to earn it (Earn it)

Put in work like every nigga, only earners deserve it

If you listen you heard it, I take you under my wings

I've been robbed for my proof, just be ready what drama brings (Yeah!)

Take me back as a kid (kid), jumping over the fence

Ridin' with Joey Blaze, now they watchin' us through the lens

Told you I gotta make it, real niggas show love

I stay the fuck from you niggas, fake smokers with no bud

You funny fucks type to give dabs with no hugs

You lonely thugs type to fly away when they get rough

Movin' hard with the homies, you know they ride for me, listen

I fucked your bitch on the low, boy, you talkin' about me pimpin'

[Verse 3: Adonis]

Peace to my plugs, my conectas hit me proper

Respect us, yo, we wreckin' shit, man, Ali, pass the chopper

Uhh, my brain cynical, uhh, your chain minimal

We ain't in the same lane, you lame, I'm a general

Prayers to my santos hangin' with the vatos

Moms call me Flaco still pushin' packs of gatos

Put holes through your Rovers, Tahoes and your Broncos

Bravado muy malo, desperado in a poncho (Uhh!)

The flow ominous, your ho slob on us

Candy-ass rappers is sweet, you can't rhyme with us

Pyrex pots in the trap house duplex

Flip you with a Luger similar to German Suplex

Bangin' like two TECS, juice like Jumex

Boy, we really do this, bitch, we movin' like a unit

All praises to Eshu, more ways to catch you

For now, kill my ego, layin' low up at the temple

Motherfucker!