Verse 1 Jus Allah
The metal inside the barrel passes
Through the frames in your glasses
Quick passage, leave your dome piece backless
Envision blackness, leave you hatless, fucking capless
Watchin niggas dig the spot where the earths crack is
Hard to graph like science and math is
The cavemen who dont practice and live backwards
We oxen with streets is watchin
Release shotguns, niggas got Dietz and Watson
Feel no love, no way you shield the slugs
The ill thugs, we box with steel gloves
Doubt my faith, you can taste the slug case
Leaving niggas looking like dogs with the pug face
Even your girl can catch the capsule
I love pussy but never the bitch that its attached to
Chorus Ikon
Why you wanna battle wit kids with steel tongues?
Who rip up mics and drink puerto-rock rum
85 the 85 face the truth, youre too dumb
If retaliation comes yo then fuck it it just comes
Why you wanna battle wit kids with steel tongues?
Who rip up mics and drink puerto-rock rum
85 the 85 face the truth, youre too dumb
If retaliation comes yo then fuck it it just comes
Verse 2 Ikon
We itchin to kill, thats why we spittin the real
Stick to the drill and maybe well be grippin a mill
The clipll expel, dump em in a ditch or a hill
Cause the mother fucker aint left me shit in his will
And yall was always sounding like a bitch when you spill
And we the rawest mother fucking clique in the field
So real mother fuckers better recognise real
Or ill muther fuckers gonna exercise skill
Yall better chill when the Hologram build
Little mother fucker got hands just like steel
Whoever approach me and what i feel
While u find ya legs bein replaced by steel
So yall better yield or imma choke faggots
My hands held more razorblades than coke addicts
We like to quote facists cause we the meanest
And rip off your fingers with the pliers of Chaka Demus
Chorus
Vinne Paz and Jus Allah talking