[Intro]
T-minus 10, 9, 8
We have a go for main engine start
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
[Verse 1]
I got the block warm, tear it apart for 'em
Time to lock horns, knowledge my art form
Warriors spirit be the best by far
Still smash guitars like some pill poppin' rock stars
Killer machine, killer regime
Glimmer on your game screen, underground to the mainstream
Be it a classical antique, three-sixty circle
Switch on these niggas like it's a dress rehearsal
Live in the fire, keep the gig crispy
Feed the friction, don't try to fix me
One man down, calling the substitution
Second Chess move, that be the revolution
I want it right now, tearing the house down
High self-esteem, I'm showin' out now
Smokin' my ounce now, missin' my bread
Job on my head, high bread, two points on the spread
Embrace the come up, the funky drumma'
Til' the casket drop, last shot beat the buzzer
Remy guzzler, street peddler, head hunter, underground street thriller beneath the bunker
Fish like cement gettin' my chips off
Chippin' my bricks off, NFL kick-off
Iconic symbol, that be that global force
My grand gesture surrounded by my train of thought
Translucent lamps, top of weed stalks
Licking my own wounds, I don't need salt
I speak outlandish, a thousand volts when I talk
I knew Spanish, a hardball on the court
Hands on the pot, a heavy portion
Mix crack with the rap, product scorchin'
Check out my melody, hardcore density
A beasting pregnancy, the swarm start the legacy
T-minus 10, 9, 8
We have a go for main engine start
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
[Verse 1]
I got the block warm, tear it apart for 'em
Time to lock horns, knowledge my art form
Warriors spirit be the best by far
Still smash guitars like some pill poppin' rock stars
Killer machine, killer regime
Glimmer on your game screen, underground to the mainstream
Be it a classical antique, three-sixty circle
Switch on these niggas like it's a dress rehearsal
Live in the fire, keep the gig crispy
Feed the friction, don't try to fix me
One man down, calling the substitution
Second Chess move, that be the revolution
I want it right now, tearing the house down
High self-esteem, I'm showin' out now
Smokin' my ounce now, missin' my bread
Job on my head, high bread, two points on the spread
Embrace the come up, the funky drumma'
Til' the casket drop, last shot beat the buzzer
Remy guzzler, street peddler, head hunter, underground street thriller beneath the bunker
Fish like cement gettin' my chips off
Chippin' my bricks off, NFL kick-off
Iconic symbol, that be that global force
My grand gesture surrounded by my train of thought
Translucent lamps, top of weed stalks
Licking my own wounds, I don't need salt
I speak outlandish, a thousand volts when I talk
I knew Spanish, a hardball on the court
Hands on the pot, a heavy portion
Mix crack with the rap, product scorchin'
Check out my melody, hardcore density
A beasting pregnancy, the swarm start the legacy
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