The Class Shwabadi (Ft. Connor Quest! & Rustage)

[Chorus: Shwabadi & Rustage]
Yeah, stepping to the class? Better bring a tool
We dispatch, them don't follow rules
You'll learn fast when you're in the school, yeah
Deadweight, drop them in the pool
When my crew gets to moving, ain't no stopping this shit
Red dot to your face, you ain't popping these zits, nah
You ain't topping the clique
Stepping to the class? But we run this, bitch

[Verse 1: Karma Akabane (Shwabadi)]
No fighting back with this psychopath
I'll put two rounds to you like a cycle path
Catch this steel to your back like a spinal tap
I'm ahead of the game, peep the tyre tracks
Keep my head in the game like the wild cats
Taiga Okajima, how I run with wild cats
Find, I've got the heater, big guns, ironclad
Ryonosuke Chiba, how I fire gats
See Karma, they're still and quiet like meditation, send more shells to your back than Crustaceans
No condom, but rubber penetrating, always leave you pussies dripping red, menstruation
Piling up the bodies that this red head shanks, take you one-handed, red-haired Shanks
King shit, Yonko beating them like bongos, sonning all these gunners, I'm their next stepdad

[Chorus: Shwabadi & Rustage]
Yeah, stepping to the class? Better bring a tool
We dispatch, them don't follow rules
You'll learn fast when you're in the school, yeah
Deadweight, drop them in the pool
When my crew gets to moving, ain't no stopping this shit
Red dot to your face, you ain't popping these zits, nah
You ain't topping the clique
Stepping to the class? But we run this, bitch