[Intro: MC Mantra, Urthboy, Solo, Muph, Jeremedy & Illy]
Urthboy (Wassup) Illy Al (Yeah)
Solo (Mic check) Jeremedy (Ha-a-ha)
Mr Muph (Yep, yep) [?] (Yo)
Select your weapon of choice and just dead 'em like
[Chorus: MC Mantra (Urthboy, Solo, Muph, Jeremedy & Illy)]
Urthboy (Get 'em) Illy Al (Get 'em)
Solo (Get 'em) Jeremedy (Go get 'em)
Mr Muph (Go get 'em) [?] (No question)
(Select your weapon of choice and just dead 'em)
[Verse 1: Illy]
[?] last night my rhymes brought the same effect as mortars
To all from the critics corners to the record authors
Left heads a mess, trauma and stress disorders
Wrecking balls with [?] respect to the pecking order
Fine, tell 'em take aim at my mob
I hope it pays off, it's the shot that they got
So justify that, and say what you want, man to man
I think the world's gone mad and I'm about to lose the plot
On a beat facing a six MC single file firing squad
No [?]
Gave a hot line to God, code of honour
Means it's never spoke, since we don't you pick the spot, what
Renegades seperate threats from jokes
Now most ain't gonna catch us, most ain't gettin' close
No, we dodge left and we hook 'em right
[?] none cook it like Obese, E Traks, Crooked Eye
Urthboy (Wassup) Illy Al (Yeah)
Solo (Mic check) Jeremedy (Ha-a-ha)
Mr Muph (Yep, yep) [?] (Yo)
Select your weapon of choice and just dead 'em like
[Chorus: MC Mantra (Urthboy, Solo, Muph, Jeremedy & Illy)]
Urthboy (Get 'em) Illy Al (Get 'em)
Solo (Get 'em) Jeremedy (Go get 'em)
Mr Muph (Go get 'em) [?] (No question)
(Select your weapon of choice and just dead 'em)
[Verse 1: Illy]
[?] last night my rhymes brought the same effect as mortars
To all from the critics corners to the record authors
Left heads a mess, trauma and stress disorders
Wrecking balls with [?] respect to the pecking order
Fine, tell 'em take aim at my mob
I hope it pays off, it's the shot that they got
So justify that, and say what you want, man to man
I think the world's gone mad and I'm about to lose the plot
On a beat facing a six MC single file firing squad
No [?]
Gave a hot line to God, code of honour
Means it's never spoke, since we don't you pick the spot, what
Renegades seperate threats from jokes
Now most ain't gonna catch us, most ain't gettin' close
No, we dodge left and we hook 'em right
[?] none cook it like Obese, E Traks, Crooked Eye
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