[Intro: Ninja Scroll sample - Dakuan]

We're arriving

There's a weird bloody air hovering around here, as no hell lies beyond

{*keys jangling*}

Heaven must have sent this mist to help us

{*keys jangling*} {*attack sound followed by screams*}

Hey! Where'd he go to?

{*gasping in pain*} Stinking god forsaken mist

Ahhh.. {*attack sounds*}

[Intro: Crisis (ShoGun Assason)]

Wu-Tang trumps, sit around the round table

Straight lyrical jewels, sippin' on black label

Black Knights, Killarmy (All is one, in suspicion, yo, yo, yo, yo)

[Radio Intro overlapping song: RZA]

World premiere, world premiere

Bobby Digital, Wake Up Show, world premiere

Killarmy, Black Knights, West Coast Killa Beez on the Swarm

[Verse 1: ShoGun Assason]

I strike first before my fangs got bloodthirst

Eject you with deadly poison, blood toxin, hemotoxins

Based on the circulatory, respiratory and your heart functions

Disrupting your nerve pathways, in the power of blood clottin'

Proteins that make your heart burst and this shit gets worse

And this shit gets worse 'cause you're under attack

By a lone wolf and his pack of hungry wolves

Rippin' flesh off the bone, crushin' a microphone

And suck out the marrow, we been around longer than the pharaohs

From alpha to omega, y'all niggas is analog like Sega

Sixteen bit computer chips

While I be moving Digital, online

Downloading my words be wearing out your brain like erosion

I got you trapped, surrounded, closed in

Using my senses to smell the chemical that seep through the pores of your skin

Like Jacobson's organ, you better beware of this lyrical horseman

MCs is getting tossed in this rap Rumble Royal

'Cause our styles is scorching I'm champion, no one can contend

When I grab the pen and make my words blend

As I solicit syllables, drop jewels

Actual facts that leave fools' face cracked

I hit him with the truth so hard

I knocked his melanin off his skeleton

[Verse 2: Rugged Monk]

The Rugged one out the pack, Mighty Bomb Jack in combat

Don't ask that question, "Did we win or lose that?"

Black Knights, Black kings, the masses cypher Now King

Fatal Stings with Punishment, my type of style is ruggedness

Hit the undergrounds hard but the industries harder

The process of life will bring the ghost right to a fight

To you beginners, Black Knights creep like Super Ninjas

Lethal swordsmen slaying all the contenders

With my razor sharp projectile, watch how I flex styles

Always crack smiles and show my fangs

Blood drains down the bottom of my fangs

Looking for clues, the wolf pack was to blame

[Interlude: Doc Doom]

Ayo, so stop smiling (it's how it go)

MCs stop smiling (if you living in the ghetto)

Black Knights, Killarmy (nawhatimean?)

Presents the house, how it go down, ayo

[Verse 3: Doc Doom]

My darts travel at the speed of light, so, son, take heed before you grab a mic

Doc Doom is dangerous and dangerously lyrics strike

Throughout the dungeon pit, spic niggas be loving it

Vow to never ever break the covenant

Black Knights, West Coast Killa Beez, Bobby Digital

Nowadays, rappers in this industry too trivial

That means materialistic, bring that shit through my district

And get your top twisted like a mystic

You midget, you talk shit and niggas live it

For real it's 'bout as real as it's gon' ever get

Right here, right now, bang the underground sound that's world reknowned

I'm like a pitcher on the mound, throwing strikes to these rap clowns

So back down, Black Knight brigade, we bust like four pound

All these faggots pushing my button like when phones dial (Motherfucker)

Now I'm the greatest sound that's world renowned

I'm like a pitcher throwing strikes -- aww! (yo)

[Verse 4: Crisis]

When I penalize I paralyze, commercial niggas terrified

My peeps on the streets of Long Beach can verify

And we terrorize different divisions and never blast to scare niggas

Blast TEC niggas, match the rap with hand triggers

Easy access, you faggot niggas be theatric actin' in the gat fest

Use that ass as target practice

Blast liquid from a solid and then return you back to gases

Sharpshooter, sniper accuracy is what I mastered

Slugs leave you broken up, got that ass opened up

You talk all that, you're jaw jabbing wasn't dope enough

Scoping us, my rhymes blow minds like coca dust

We the drinkers, we connect like Pebble Beach scar flicks

It's hard to think the sound of war got you seeking a shrink

Make big cats drink, sit back and watch the empire sink

As Black Knights and Killarm get out the round table

Every swing from the sword's fatal, leaving the industry disabled

[Interlude: Crisis]

Motherfuckers, get ready for this, we don't stop... (Yo)

[Verse 5: Holocaust]

In the back shooting the pistols, you turn to soupier tissues

My brain is a computer which launch nuclear missiles

That split you into halves, bloodbaths, the first and last

When I walk into the room, feel a draft, I'm cursed and mad

Hurt your staff with a verse from the past, I'm Killgrave

Wander cornfields at midnight and drill pains

Still slaves in this drunken parade, blunts in the rain

Realizing I got nothing but change, dumping your frame

Over water faucets, spin on your side like Neptune

Gun you down in rest rooms, MCs catch flesh wounds

On their ear lobes, sip my beers cold, sometimes appear old

Carrying seven scrolls, peg-legged in Musketeer robes

And fear shows, dirty black pirate, the rap tyrant

Scientist psychiatrist, drink and attack clients

Track buyers when I step to the mic, weapon of light

Holocaust, you regretting your life, stepping to fight

With the humble young merchant, eighty minds in one person

They hop in and out time to time, that's why I'm cursing

Who the fuck chump punks, catch lumps and slump bunk?

Dumb struck, bench press dump trucks with one thrust

Run just because you witnessed the scene, spit kerosene

That ignites on sight, War Machine, this terror fiend

Now the feast from the mind and the body, we still hungry

Watch my tongue bleed, blunt seeds, I'm real ugly

And twisted or tinted bizarre, I've travelled far

Walking lame with an eye-patch, braids and battle scars

.. Motherfuckers