Glide U-God (Ft. Lethaface)

[Produced by Inspectah Deck]

[U-God]
Yeah, yo, yo, Inspectah Deck track
Break ya back, yo

Message of a wreckage
50 shell hot track leaking out the Lexus
Eyes hot, Cyclops, cyborg boulders
Call shop of horrors, lyric just smoking in my holster
Whip and boil, ?lugotan? hurricane the holler
Daily operation, bullet train tingle farther
8 seconds a scar your style wild buccaneer
Round table revolvin' on ten musketeer
Think you, got all the riches
Think you poli with bitches
You could run the fuck opponent, gotten with the glitches
The swiftness, hit the spots that are vital
Shake the ground decent, like 3 sticks of dyno

[Lethaface]
My administration deceives the population
Start the next generation by artificial insemination
Contaminate stations, for music in the making
Concentration camps, assassinate for industry domination
Abomination, the competition and confrontation you mistaken
I'm a nuclear warhead bomb invasion
Extermination of the next man, when the Germans blazing
We burn this for occasions, regardless I see your expiration
Perspiration you sweatin'
A cassette deck eject in your selection for air time
Blow a hole through your brain so you can think with a clear mind
A redesign? of how I rhyme, and slang crack in my spare time