Phantom Troup Rustage (Ft. Mix Williams)

Spiders let the venom in
Stacked like Franklin with the Benjamins
Bad guys acting like we gentlemen
Veterans, we do more crimes than a president
Oh? You cannot fuck with our goals
I bring the suite like I'm Holst, Jupiter
Oh, Ndongo: I'll fill you with holes
Blood in our hearts and our gold, Lucifer

We a whole army of killers
Best believe that there's nobody realer
You playing the game, we the dealer
You stain on the game, take you straight to the cleaners
Man, I promise you really can't fuck with the crew
If you do then you probably get stuck in the web
Yeah, we the spiders that's coming from Meteor City
You hunters can't fuck with the Nen, yeah

Leaving the streets full of panic
Kortopi, they mimic my shit and then vanish
I bring down a planet like Shalnark, I line up my dudes
In the picture so I got my guns panoramic
Requiem, it's a recital
We repping twelve like disciples
Making more sins than the Bible
You wanna come for the head
If you ain't got no numbers you're dead on arrival