[Verse 1: Louverture]
Pockets dead I be walking like Rick, stab a n***a no Michonne in this bitch
It's a new year and I’m tryna get rich like a n***a Shadow: need them rings on my wrist
A god with this music man watch when I serve it, they hear the shit then these bitches start to worship
A living circuit: energy I be surging, once released they shocked and shit, I get to murking

Tried showing mercy but you don't deserve it, try me like a bitch until we meet in person
Opps in the shadows they always be lurking, I clean up yo act on the scene with detergent
Hating on me cause they see the emergence, I gut up a bitch I'm a mufuckin’ surgeon
I feature then snatch up yo track are you nervous, I look at yo' gang then I'm seeing a circus

Words to Shofu man I can't understand it, for the PE$O Ima' hit em up damn it
I tear through your armor: you Zero Suit Samus, then knock out your lights, one strike like Ganon
You and flip and flip till yo ass on the granite, these n***as keep hating I really can't stand it
Proficient at slaying false gods: you get banished, you don't want my wrath I cause critical damage

Got a bunch of n***as hating, really want to see me dead, but I'm ready for whatever so my n***a say less
Tried to run up on me thinking they could scare with a tech, but like Uzumaki got a beast inside me so they fled
My n***a I’m ready, come try me, what’s good with you? Beat 'em to death till they resemble Zero-Two
You will not sense any fear when I’m nearing you, never gave a fuck.. keeping it real with you

[Chorus]
We don't bend, we don't break, pussy try me? call the mob
I don't babysit this underground scene.. it ain’t my job
Any rapper try to diss me, from now on they getting washed
If you Zeus then I'm Kratos bitch I'm tearing off your jaw [x2]
[Verse 2: Nine Callisto aka 9C]
I use to rap but now I work with computers
Now I'm stacking up my bands, I need to call up a jeweler
All the rappers fucking faggots you would swear they got neutered
When I'm not a raging demon I'm as cool as a cooler

Shoutouts Louverture, stacking this money up, fuck what they say
Fuck out the way
Came with blade: cut up your face, Smoking this dope till I'm dead in the grave
Beat by Glyce, wrist full of ice, Light Yagami: in my death note I write
Put all you pussy ass rappers in coffins, I summon a shinigami: take your life

Roll up big blunts, off the pack I'm bent
Light it up with a flame in my hand, I think I'm Ken
Fuck a zan, fuck a pill, y'all be toxic as shit
And y'all be mad at all the swag I got I'm balling and shit (wait)

I have one more message after that it's the chorus
Quit speaking on my name behind my back like some whores
Fucking rappers never make it cause you hating and broke
Now Ima' get back to this hustle, hang yourself with a rope (bitch)

[Chorus]
We don't bend, we don't break, pussy try me? call the mob
I don't babysit this underground scene.. it ain't my job
Any rapper try to diss me, from now on they getting washed
If you Zeus then I'm Kratos bitch I'm tearing off your jaw [x2]