[Verse 1: Mugen Styles]

I was gonna kill em

But to stun I set my phasers

Yeah he said he hit it

But I bet that boy paid her

Red up on my whip

Licorice like Jäger

Bitch I been in Florida

Leave your body with the gators

For someone who smoking my tree leaves

You casting a lot of shade

Beat slam you in the face

Preserve these jams, marmalade

Argh, aye

Pirate with the Treasure

Planet shipping out the waves

Slim Jim with the car jack

Way I steal they drive

Hot wire to the mic

Pack her (Packer) up like Tom

Yeah The Office is full of buds

Get a buzz

She on my nuts like lug

Want me listening, bug

Got a lot of dirt on you

Wipe my shoes up on the rug

Cluck, cluck

You chickens not fly as us

Buck buck

No bull, don’t give a fuck

Oh shucks

Competition clamming up

Yuh, yuh

Transition, gun tucked ahh

[Verse 2: Ric Da Vinci]

We sitting on gold like we tucking the wallet in back of the pocket I make the whole fuckin track lean

No sipping I'm in the winning position making the system all nervous

You ain’t even a quarter into the verse and you heard it and getting vertigo

We only move vertical

We own the whole universe

We carrying potential to make-up on the go like it’s pursenal

But enough with that lyrical miracle type of shit

We want the pinnacle

I make the volume in-crease while rocking denim jeans

It's genetic the way I make y'all fold under pressure

I pack a full-house yall shuffle out like jokers

I cut in-to ya like 26, but watch the chances double

Pulling out comparisons to b rabbit with no cap like a good magician

Decision audible the audio like yall huddle up

Ain’t no runner up

But I'm running up

Y'all like son of a

But you backin’ me cuz I'm in front of ya

This a light 12 bars, it’s ours, sun is up

I’m passionate about the earth I bless, garden thumb

These fans be like no hables

And ask what the fuck is up?

RUMR has it we got the crown, nothing but

[Verse 3: J-R3d]

Rage and aggression waving a weapon

Sprayin a message erasing pubescent peasants spreadin agendas Pretending to be woke but serving the seven so its fuck em all

Grab the bayonet nun-chucks switch blade chain saw pen and pad and baretta

Fuck you and your momma you gon end up like osama

Droppin hit after hit I am worse than una-bomba

I be workin like a clone like I learned from tobirama

Best not step up in my zone RUMR has it theres piranhas

That's like going downhill running from some lava

Yes I'm lit just check the wattage

I'm like sherlock when he's plottin'

That's a sure-shot just keep watson (watchin)

Niggas cheesy just like cottage

They get sent back to they cottage

Yes I gotta squash they roster cuz they only spit harmonic but they Never kick the knowledge

So I risen the armada wit the vision of a monsta'

Nigga i am dominant saint like Dominic

Wipe out these devolving niggas like a hominid

Step one aim for leader just like Obama did

Step two stay consistent show em that you prominent

Step three take they spot like Vick did to Donovan

3 kings wreckin ship you better swim or sink

[Verse 4: MoonLee]

Spit dominance

We prominent

Messing with the conglomerate

Something about this ominous

Taking over your populace

We riding b

Spitting that lyrical tracheotomy

Reverse psychology making you think that you was hot as

Sike

All my homies real no cap

Dripping like some Fiji

Why you niggas straight tap

Niggas they be culo

We be on the grind to the top like naruto

You ain’t never use those

Honda lay mama Eeeya

She wanna be in a fiat

Put a end to your career like I’m madara uchia

See ya adios mood hasta la vista

See ya see ya wouldn’t wanna be ya nigga

See ya see ya wouldn’t wanna be ya nigga

All my homies real no cap

Dripping like some Fiji

See ya see ya wouldn’t wanna be ya nigga