Sorcerers KMD (Ft. ID 4 Winds)

[Verse 1: MF DOOM]
"Yo! Ain't that...?" He's not that cat
Got that? And he never shot that gat
Clever spot rats, face plate glisten
He got fat and hate for Jake Snake Plissken
Y'all got the wrong tape by mistake, listen to it hissin'
Crack the safe, his cake's missin'
Backs to break to take risk and make imprisoned
Fake dissin', baked at the wake, twistin'

[Verse 2: Lil' Sci]
Legend stature
Since the prime factor of the blast master
Gift of gab, mic grabber rapper era
Tracks with terror, like bad mеanin' good, though
I'm talkin' some of the finest tunеs to ever bang in your hood, yo
World notoriety, recognized by mad societies
For supplyin' that Hi-Fi, so fly
Oh, my! Skies clear as day
Go sit down in the sunshine
Takin' rappers out like lunchtime

[Verse 3: ID 4 Windz]
It's just one of those
Bullet holes deliver killer notes
Silence never spoke violence
Keep quiet while you wildin', tryin' to live the Island
Nonsense is never callin', eighty G's behind him
Still crime affects time on the Island
Nickel and dimin', the hustle's optional
Powerful moves
Copped two work shifts, block side-gig or two
Under the table
The tammy food blaze grizzle
Stay paid if the name fits you