[Verse 1: .JAVI & Roshacs]

Uh, im intalect you lame as fuck if you ain't heard of me

I heard they're getting compared to me

And some of 'em are scared of me daw

But ima keep on rapping

Cause they worried about their fashion but this is my passion

This is my passion

Killing the beat with no compassion

Because intalect's the mopgul but Roshacs be the assassin

This the type of shit that be leaving you speechless without no caption

Your daughter we gon' be smashin' but im sorry Ms.Jackson

And I won't stop and I can't stop, she on me like a tank top

And i keep it hot like your laptop, and im fucking on your step mom

As god is my witness I swear that im gona rip this

Im breaking records like guiness

With my lyrics you gone be hypnotized

Cause the alphabet is god and im the son, im the christ

And I was baptized by these bad guys

You dont know 'em the wise guys

In disguise not accepted, by these ways of life

So I keep the legends fresh and make sure they never die

Oh Luis, now we talking about religion

They all looking up to God but they actually politicians

Pros and Cons you put the con in contradiction

Gods I can't see like all of my competition

Altering the game has always been our mission

Wether you like it or not we dont care its our decissoon

We're gona make it one day? Question that remains unanswered

But Im sure sooner or later we gon' spread through it like cancer

Like Wu-Tang Bring The Ruckus but im a mortal man of peace

Im in the dark tryna focus in a portal making beats

This is poetry in motion

We pouring out our emotions

It seems we got good intentions but we're here to cuse commotion

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2: Roshacs]

Years ago I had a dream maybe I could be a rapper

In myself didn't believe held a pen was told to drop it

Week ago i grabbed a mic, and surely enough i rocked it

Now I dont care what you think we ascending on this rocket

Cause what used to be a dream has become a pure obsession

We dont do it for these hoes we dont care 'bout the attention

These walls center of detention cause we're prisoners to the trade

Intalect may be LeBron you damn right im Mr.Wade

And do not hate on our team because soon we finna shine

We out murdering these lines our act is based in a crime

We got a cypher coming up and a video we can't buy

Charging us two hundred bucks, well pay him a thosands dimes

And I ain't trying to be cocky I ain't even i my prime

Locally rappers are dead you can call me Rick Grimes

Because obstacles we climb this our dream and we believe it

We're the best in the game gota see it to achieve it

Give us a mic and we kill it we are hungry for success

Go to scholl while we rhyme we are starving for respect

Our 11th year in school and im only feeling dumber

Spent 2 months rapping, Ive learned more english during summer

While you partying with friends taking advantage of vacation

Me and my mom packing our clothes leaving the house no second guessing

These are some of the things thats driving, my vehicle to do

Things to provide for my future kids the life I never knew

I got so many things to say you guys hear it but dont listen

Said she didn;t want it then but yet now im all she missing

Cause she knew I came for her like a medical prescrpition

She decided to step out based decisions on religion

Because make it in the game, unrealistic ambition

PLaying mode on campaign we still on the first mission

We moving in the fast lane gripping our dream with an ambition

But we high on our own supply because rapping's our addiction

But I was off of the topic we with the mi you can't top it

Elevating with the hate our momentum you can't stop it

Ideas thought now we locked it, not one of you could block it

Cause this game is a shotgun, this song just half cocked it

[Chorus x2]

(this game is a shotgun, this song just half cocked it)