Rodan ft. Monsta Island Czars (ft. Kong, Loch Ness, Rodan, Megalon, King Cesar, Kamackeris, King Geedorah, and Jet Jaguar) - “Run the Sphere v.2.3 (Theophany: The Book of Elevations Version)”
[Emcee(s): Kong, Loch Ness, Rodan, Megalon, King Cesar, Kamackeris, King Geedorah, and Jet Jaguar]
[Producer(s): X-Ray Da Mindbenda]
[Verse 1: Kong]
We got
The Glocks cocked, niggas stuck slow, fuck slow. Smack
The shit out ‘em, should have called Brickface and Stucco
“Uh oh!” like Maaco, some nickel pesos in the NY
Adore West, they fly flows and ask, “Kong, can I?”
Slash precise, I roll with Spice, caught a life, head
To Houston without Whitney—you could even ask the preacher’s wife
Blao, back ‘em up. Fuck the grammar—that’s word to kill
I dropped Evander ‘cause he’s standing on my Holyfields
Slash M-E-L, yo, K slash M-E
‘Cause emcees often envy the vocal style ten-deep
One two, mic check. Next one step up
Speedy K slashed, your fucking Heinz couldn’t Ketchup
[Verse 2: Loch Ness]
Hold up
Those that knows I knows I gots no time talking
Recognize bullseye nigga. Closed eyes
Ain’t always sleep, nigga. Evidently, I
Be L-O-C-Ness, the finesse, you find Ness
Trooping the streets, awaiting death, but now you face me
The murderous sounds that lounge on wax. Use my lyrics
As my carpet when opponents chose the motive for me to know that
To cock back, release my... y’all niggas stop that
Raise the stakes, release contact
[Emcee(s): Kong, Loch Ness, Rodan, Megalon, King Cesar, Kamackeris, King Geedorah, and Jet Jaguar]
[Producer(s): X-Ray Da Mindbenda]
[Verse 1: Kong]
We got
The Glocks cocked, niggas stuck slow, fuck slow. Smack
The shit out ‘em, should have called Brickface and Stucco
“Uh oh!” like Maaco, some nickel pesos in the NY
Adore West, they fly flows and ask, “Kong, can I?”
Slash precise, I roll with Spice, caught a life, head
To Houston without Whitney—you could even ask the preacher’s wife
Blao, back ‘em up. Fuck the grammar—that’s word to kill
I dropped Evander ‘cause he’s standing on my Holyfields
Slash M-E-L, yo, K slash M-E
‘Cause emcees often envy the vocal style ten-deep
One two, mic check. Next one step up
Speedy K slashed, your fucking Heinz couldn’t Ketchup
[Verse 2: Loch Ness]
Hold up
Those that knows I knows I gots no time talking
Recognize bullseye nigga. Closed eyes
Ain’t always sleep, nigga. Evidently, I
Be L-O-C-Ness, the finesse, you find Ness
Trooping the streets, awaiting death, but now you face me
The murderous sounds that lounge on wax. Use my lyrics
As my carpet when opponents chose the motive for me to know that
To cock back, release my... y’all niggas stop that
Raise the stakes, release contact
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