St. Lunatics St. Lunatics

[Verse 1: Ali]
Peace sun, what's today's mathematics God?
Or is the boy having love, ass been a lot
Jr. Earth eighty-five, y'all could run that
She free the sodium nitrate, I wouldn't done that
Spring water, fresh fruit, truth in each line
Fact based only closed, make a peace sign
Free the dumb-dumb, only free through the mind
Would I blow one, you want two so you can three to nine
Take this nine out to God, you're not a bar star
Knowledge, cypher, culture comin' out my chest like Breadfall
I'm the best, my boricua call me Jesus
Jumped off the cross, man, it's fuck with my tray loose
Where them rumors at?; Yo, they did me wrong, fam
They put nails in my feet like the right man
They did him dirty, man, they did me wrong
Call up the truck and tell 'em that it's on

[Verse 2: Kyjuan]
Somebody call Murph, tell 'em it's time to put in work
Cats claiming turfs while I'm taking over the universe
First step starts with Earth, you bring the wine
I bring the purp', I'll swing first, the Lunatics'll make it hurt
Disrespect might get you hurt and I don't talk tough
Got talk with a bitter verse, you tough guys are the worst
They soul real thin like a Chuck Taylor converse
Heart at the crib, you ain't see me tryna con-verse
You need to throw your whole entire life in reverse
Start all over, go home and rehearse (Rehearse?)
Shit, I'm sick enough to need a nurse
Now you wanna battle me, right? (OK, go for it)