[Verse 1: U-God]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Vendetta inside, swiftly start stabbin'
One second to meltdown, feel the twin cannons
Burn, handgun herns, standin' firm
Return from mega-death, I'll tell you what's left
Dilemma, Earth tremor, up by man
With the Grand Canyon rap, U dynamic wingspan
The Power from the Clan, yo, is more than fantastic
Pull pins out the hazard, on this Battlestar Galactic'
Skull tactic, sporadic, Asiatic, long awaited
Son of Sam, mention the mic mutated
You hated us, 'cause we immortal on wax
Rip the China White shit, flip a dynamite ax
Shillac 'em perhaps, the heart pump an anti-toxin
Feed me the Power, meteor shower when I'm boxin'
[Chorus: U-God]
Professional vets, now comin' through vexed
I'm testin' you vets, what you claimin' that you best?
The S on your chest, better stand for Super-stress
And Leathaface pressed, next, here to set you
REC! I suggest niggas come To the Rescue
[Verse 2: Lethaface]
I know how to part your medula, oblong gotta
Test the rocket launcher, they'll get conquered
By my block sponsors, monster Tonka truck ya
The whole train conductor
A hole in your spine, rip your stomach mothafucka
Brotha suffer, my Dutch puff as sinister as the Feds
Infrared, signin' on the Glock, splittin' ya head
Drippin' wet from death threat messages I inject
Intellect reflects worldwide over Internets
Heart colder than Winter Fresh, chest smokin' like incense
Vets broken into the flesh, soakin' in ya own mess
Chrome bleds, some of the known best soldier vets
Over cassette, you get smashed like crashed desert air shows
Holdin' ya breath, gaggin' for a bit of oxygen
Submission put a stop to men, reveal the foul document
Lockin' position, envision, adapt critical condition
Pitiful you didn't listen, now we're spiritual blessin'
Viewer discretion advised, sabotage satellites
Splatter guys, get ya food ate like I'm Big Mac and fries
Trap nines in the thighs, symbolize real lives
Instill a rocket fuck from the inside to the outside
In ya mouth lied the barrel, subdue bone marrow
Ya tone shadow, blown from high-explosive poem battles
Dome smack, you live, projectiles effectin' you
Incredible new wave heart, blade sharp verses sexin' you
Claim professional, but I never met you
Son I never forget you
I slaughter foes when my particles wet you
To the Rescue
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Vendetta inside, swiftly start stabbin'
One second to meltdown, feel the twin cannons
Burn, handgun herns, standin' firm
Return from mega-death, I'll tell you what's left
Dilemma, Earth tremor, up by man
With the Grand Canyon rap, U dynamic wingspan
The Power from the Clan, yo, is more than fantastic
Pull pins out the hazard, on this Battlestar Galactic'
Skull tactic, sporadic, Asiatic, long awaited
Son of Sam, mention the mic mutated
You hated us, 'cause we immortal on wax
Rip the China White shit, flip a dynamite ax
Shillac 'em perhaps, the heart pump an anti-toxin
Feed me the Power, meteor shower when I'm boxin'
[Chorus: U-God]
Professional vets, now comin' through vexed
I'm testin' you vets, what you claimin' that you best?
The S on your chest, better stand for Super-stress
And Leathaface pressed, next, here to set you
REC! I suggest niggas come To the Rescue
[Verse 2: Lethaface]
I know how to part your medula, oblong gotta
Test the rocket launcher, they'll get conquered
By my block sponsors, monster Tonka truck ya
The whole train conductor
A hole in your spine, rip your stomach mothafucka
Brotha suffer, my Dutch puff as sinister as the Feds
Infrared, signin' on the Glock, splittin' ya head
Drippin' wet from death threat messages I inject
Intellect reflects worldwide over Internets
Heart colder than Winter Fresh, chest smokin' like incense
Vets broken into the flesh, soakin' in ya own mess
Chrome bleds, some of the known best soldier vets
Over cassette, you get smashed like crashed desert air shows
Holdin' ya breath, gaggin' for a bit of oxygen
Submission put a stop to men, reveal the foul document
Lockin' position, envision, adapt critical condition
Pitiful you didn't listen, now we're spiritual blessin'
Viewer discretion advised, sabotage satellites
Splatter guys, get ya food ate like I'm Big Mac and fries
Trap nines in the thighs, symbolize real lives
Instill a rocket fuck from the inside to the outside
In ya mouth lied the barrel, subdue bone marrow
Ya tone shadow, blown from high-explosive poem battles
Dome smack, you live, projectiles effectin' you
Incredible new wave heart, blade sharp verses sexin' you
Claim professional, but I never met you
Son I never forget you
I slaughter foes when my particles wet you
To the Rescue
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