Released on April 20, 2016

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[Intro]

The Underworld!

Reel Wolf!


[Verse 1: Lord Lhus]

They don't really want the mask off, strapped with a shovel and hate

I pull out the knife, you pay the price as I rearrange your face

Deranged nutcase, lovin' how the blood from a slut taste

Keep it hardcore like my dick far more than you rappers actin' like you hold weight (Nah!)

Never that, son, burn a fat one, Underworld where the wolves and the rats run

Pack one bowl of the flesh, oh, you startled the next one

A Reel Wolf unlеashed with my enemiеs' flesh between my teeth

Release the beast, it's about time for the pack to feast

On Canadian streets, from Toronto to Czech Republic

Čertova, the most brutal and the demons love it

Yo! A toast to the slugs, sippin' on a glass that's filled with your blood

A loss of love with the hearts of men inside my tub

During my séance I curse the God you pray by, may I

Ignite the napalm you done stole from my mosaic chaos

Under the streets, I cannibalize and then I eat

The killer is me, Lord Lhus been known to murder MC's


[Chorus: Suspect]

Vertigo, have your mind tryin' to find home

Spinnin' out this time zone, twisted like a cyclone

Murder flow, stayin' low like a '64

Runnin' with a pack of wolves, The Underworld will take your soul

Vertigo, have your mind tryin' to find home

Spinnin' out this time zone, twisted like a cyclone

Murder flow, stayin' low like a '64

Runnin' with a pack of wolves, The Underworld will take your soul


[Verse 2: Vision]

Everybody wanna feel my wrath, feel the steel might blast when I peel right past

Don't take a smart motherfucker to see you, boy

Coming from the block like he had them degrees, okay?

Wanna know me? Homie, I'm low-key so proceed slowly

Hopefully, he don't show me his Rollie or he gettin' rolled by the force, he phony

Put me on some foreseen glory, better be bringing the pimp in a match

You's thinkin' you brought your mistakes to this life 'cause that's known as a fact, I done break you in half

I'm too raw, none of you motherfuckers even really wanna try to flex on me

I'm so gone, everybody know I'm a psychopath when it comes to beef

Oh God, you seem secure 'til you doze off and it's premature

Your road dogs relieving the beef, it's yours

'Cause I'm O-Dog at the convenience store

Boss for the cause, there's nothing to say

Affection is tough, this is love in a way

I can swim to your depth, put a slug in your waist

If you changin' your style leaving blood in your brains

Grab a tool with this pack of wolves 'cause y'all know we really ain't new to this

We attacking you if you done act a fool, when we clap at you, it's ludicrous

My mind's so sharp, every bar I spit's known to open you up, it's surgical

Slow down, think before you speak, I'm so hot that I'm feelin' that vertigo


[Chorus: Suspect]

Vertigo, have your mind tryin' to find home

Spinnin' out this time zone, twisted like a cyclone

Murder flow, stayin' low like a '64

Runnin' with a pack of wolves, The Underworld will take your soul

Vertigo, have your mind tryin' to find home

Spinnin' out this time zone, twisted like a cyclone

Murder flow, stayin' low like a '64

Runnin' with a pack of wolves, The Underworld will take your soul


[Verse 3: Shallow Pockets]

I put nothing but the finest in my sinus, it's a science

I'm your highness, stay behind us, put that acid in my eyelids

Stabbin' you with silence, you're my clients, I'm a giant

Code of violent, choke you with a cord appliance when the court decide

What you really know about the way I live?

Graze by the tip of the blades I grip

Motherfucker, you can hate, I'm quick

Cannot sink in my brain, I'm quick

Radio won't play my shit, playa haters afraid of it

Straight with a fist, go straight to your ribs, your face gonna break on my fist

Canines tryin' to break in my crib, I'm trying to raise my kid

I'm tired of the same old shit, what if I don't change, don't switch

My nose itch from the cocaine overage, cold pains, it's all game over it

What kind of game is this when wack MC's, they make it rich?

Shit's what it is when you aim and you miss

Don't trip, don't stop handlin’ your biz

Mistreatin' doors, I don't feel remorse

Welcome to the Secret Wars, lethal force, leave a bleeding corpse


[Chorus: Suspect]

Vertigo, have your mind tryin' to find home

Spinnin' out this time zone, twisted like a cyclone

Murder flow, stayin' low like a '64

Runnin' with a pack of wolves, The Underworld will take your soul

Vertigo, have your mind tryin' to find home

Spinnin' out this time zone, twisted like a cyclone

Murder flow, stayin' low like a '64

Runnin' with a pack of wolves, The Underworld will take your soul