[Sevin]

Uh

I'ma school these rookies like Bagger Vance

Battle? Naw

Jabba with a jagged lance

You hate cuz you can't advance

Too late, you had yo chance

I'm supposed to respect you cuz you sag yo pants?

(Sevin spit a flame)

Naw mayne

Spit an avalanche

Cold as the driven snow

Gettin' low, 64

Switchin' like Whitney off of a mickey

And a fifth of blow

The dough can't save ya

Get ya flow choked like the Superbowl hopes

Of the Oakland Raiders

This is no Fantasia

It's real as the hand of God

Verbal execution

As abusive as a cannonball

The size of my own fist

Thrown from the deck of a pirate ship

Chew your dome wit' ya neck

No respect

I write using hieroglyphs

For these biters with they eyes on this Russel Crowe

Gladiator stylus

And I came to claim what's been ours

I'm feared yet revered like the ghost of the Twin Towers

[hook] (x2)

I done paid dues

And made moves with dudes who so cleva'

Fo' chedda

We sold sweaters in warm weather

Radar

I see through the storm brutha'

So stay hard

The more getta' the more better

[Signist]

When I wuz 16 - comparisons to Nasir Jones

I jump started my career as an heir to the throne

To what do I owe?

This flow that's bestowed upon me

So one thing I know

My loss column contains an O (oh!)

You shouldn't verse me

Cuz I believe like John Kreese from the Kobra Kai

That the enemy deserves no mercy

Firstly - I just want to point out

You a little kid with the flow (Ah!)

You should rhyme in a nursery (Heh)

Eternally

I use these tracks to speak internally

So everytime you spit whack, I take it personally

I show verse adversity

I'm driven by stress

And the co-pilot's tryna murder me

The rhythm is death

Trust me

This ain't the Art of War

This is the art of destruction

Of which you on the wrong side of it

Respect Dr. King for the way he was peaceful

But he was wrong - All men weren't created equal

Listen to me then listen to Sevin

It's easy to see - we breathe at a different level

And I rep Christ despite the media

Forget writing these raps now

I'm trying to write encyclopedias

Smooth talks as Sac's most

Vivid and soft

Infinite thoughts that cross my adrenaline often

In Cali they rock red socks but not from Boston

A draw bridge that lifts up

You do not want to cross 'em

[Hook]

I done paid dues

And made moves with dudes who so cleva'

Fo' chedda

We sold sweaters in warm weather

Radar

I see through the storm brutha'

So stay hard

The more getta' the more better

[Sevin]

With the voice of Mike Myers, with gripped pliers

And trip wires

I'm booby-trapping the game to rip liars

And I maneuver like the dude from the Bourne Identity

Pursued till subdued

Or I mourn my enemies

I'm more like Kennedy

Back and to the left

Packin' a venacular strap that can uhh... Rapture your breath

The cloak's off

These claymation rappers is so soft

Bring out the bombs and have them looking like Tom...

Brokawff

The Napalm's spillin'

My rellie before you pop in the LP

Wrap your dome with a cold cloth

You smell me?

I wrote this quote with Mary Shelley

And I'm

Sittin' on a package that the Uni-bomber mailed me

Kaboom!

Resume the union

These humans ruined

HOGMOB preludes the viewin' process

I'm a hostage of purification

This whole game's under severe

Renovation

[Hook]

I done paid dues

And made moves with dudes who so cleva'

Fo' chedda

We sold sweaters in warm weather

Radar

I see through the storm brutha'

So stay hard

The more getta' the more better