Wilson:

I smack the beat up

Until the ref says stop

The shit that you talking

Don’t mean enough

I can see clearly

Thru my laptop

Running thru alleys

Barefoot on the blacktop

Shits hot

Caught you knotting up my laces

Bitch i thought i oughta smack you up in yo faces

You got 2 not 1

You faking me too damn often

You low res no zoom option

No new bargains

I said I want 100

Bitch no less than

That damn

Running to the back relapse

Let me breathe get offa' me

My flows so sharp i need a sheath

Let me breathe get offa' me

I can see you lying right thru yo teeth

Willum:

We risin' up and our intention is high enough

We together, another album we devising of

We always on it so we done when our time is up

We grindin' up cuz we all know that life is a gamble

Said my bars are a scandal and y’all are a handful it’s too much to handle

So here is our handle

You better know this shit is gonna hit like an anvil

How we got our name big, that’s just another example

You know we are important just call us the preamble

And we light things up just like it’s a candle

Let me breathe get offa' me

My flows so sharp i need a sheath

Let me breathe get offa' me

I can see you lying right thru yo teeth

Griffin:

Always on time Im in sync

Cut down some fluff call that minx

Flow so old its extinct

Hop like a hare on the beat

Bite like a bear with these teeth

I like it rare when I eat

I am the heir to the throne

Animal king in your zone

Flying on wing like eagle

Living like lion regal

Griffin a tie-in equal

Two part monster sequel

Back in my day medieval

Chasing my prey when they run

Got satan playing with nuns

Got people praying for guns