[Intro: Nine Millz]

Yuh! It's Millz!

[Verse 1: Nine Millz]

I'm the crusader with no caped trait

Makin' motherfuckers eat they words, hope they taste great

Nine Millz, murder Mass, killer from the Bay State

And I've been killin' sixteens since Grade Eight

Clear is where the shot is! I got sniper sights in my pencil

But y'all got no idea what the fuck you might have got into

All they showed me was spite so I ain't goin' light or gentle

When I put it on my life something isn't right in my mental

Grindin' hard like the rent due, gotta put an end to

These rappers that sound the same like what are you usin'? Stencils

Claimin' that you the guy, them lies fly through your pencils

Set yourself on fire like I do instrumentals

Damn! I don't know what is wrong with me

They picked on me so long I kinda hate it when they fawnin' me

This song is for my team and anyone who got a bond with me

If it's up with them you know it's on with me

[Chorus: Nine Millz]

The underground in trouble so we made it our mission

To take it back (Load it up!), perfect aimin' position

It's the ones you counted out, back to claim my position

We got the crown and lost and found what the game has been missin'

The underground in trouble so we made it our mission

To take it back (Load it up!), perfect aimin' position

It's the ones you counted out, back to claim my position

We got the crown and lost and found what the game has been missin'

[Verse 2: Your Homie Swoop]

I've been runnin' from the light like I'm a creature of the night

I keep a nine-millimeter magazine that's filled with different rhyming schemes

I'm trying things, I'm stayin' away from darkness like The Lion King

Anxiety has got me relapsin' on my sobriety

Society done had me takin' 'em all out silently

And violently with metaphors to challenge any rivalries

And finally I'm conquerin' the dynasty rightfully so

With a sick and wicked flow, listen close so you will know

That I ain't ever backin' down, the underground is the only sound

That I will ever represent, I package it and flood the town

If you think that you could stop it I suggest you get to poppin'

'Cause I'm comin' with a rocket, .45 right out my pocket

Spinnin' on that record player, double up the second layer

Wreckin' beats, Doomsdayer certified mic slayer

If you wanna fight to death, I guess you be the runner-up

Your Homie Swoop and you know I'm 'bout to load it up

[Chorus: Nine Millz]

The underground in trouble so we made it our mission

To take it back (Load it up!), perfect aimin' position

It's the ones you counted out that can play my position

We got the crown in lost and found when they gave us permission

The underground in trouble so we made it our mission

To take it back (Load it up!), perfect aimin' position

It's the ones you counted out that can play my position

We got the crown in lost and found when they gave us permission