[Chorus: Azrael]
We keep movin' even if the game is paralyzed
If Hip-Hop is dead then I'm livin' in the AfterLife
Stay buried underground, ancient artifacts
Draft the blueprints of blood, we the architects
Keep movin' even if the game is paralyzed
If Hip-Hop is dead then I'm livin' in the AfterLife
Stay buried underground, ancient artifacts
Draft the blueprints of blood, we the architects
[Verse 1: Azrael]
I gave it all up; blood, sweat and tears
Now I'm swimmin' in my very own blood, sweat and tears
I put it down for the X and the Stars and the Crescent
But some of yall still refuse to acknowledge the presence
I ain't claimin' any throne to be worshipped as king
I'm just a slave to Allah like every human being
I'm all flawed but the flow in a state of perfection
Jab the words through the veins like a lethal injection
We evolve but the spirit stay true to the essence
And prolly forever remain as unsung legends
Stay buried underground ancient artefacts
Draft the blueprints of blood, we the architects
[Verse 2: NoEyeDear]
I reassemble the regiment in the afterlife
Back to life, X don't expire, no shelf life
Leaving X marks on every landmark
We trademark, X-claiming marks with a carving knife
I revive, derive the drive to survive
And deprive your rights to connive to your lies
Real axe gang, militia with the chameleon flow
Silly rap songs to boom bap, we still gon' kill it though
Supreme team, we bonded by the bloodstream
We flow on different streams towards the same dream
Redeeming the cream of the crop
To gream reap your pipe dream with our rhyme scheme
Blaow!
[Verse 3: Ilohshix]
Street entrepreneur, peep the repertoire
Bless the lord, mask is off
Lyrical gastronomy, yes its raw
Rappers sore when they’re sectioned off from the masters
The X got IRF (Earth) at the back like the atlas
Fantastic, manifested methods you can’t spit
Biohazard, feel that burn like acid splashes
Fire hazard lit up to elevate the masses
The X-men separating rap from the wackness
[Verse 4: Mean]
It's a blood bath to cross the right path
Stay underground until my last breath
I hit 'em with a right, left till we the last left
Protect the emblem, put up a barrier
Restricted area that you can never trespass
The mic bandit, swinging sword techniques
I know I'm an addict, battle rhyme fanatic
Don't kill my vibe when I'm chillin' in my zone
Methamphetamean, bitch
I'ma Heisenberg you clones
[Chorus: Azrael]
We keep movin' even if the game is paralyzed
If Hip-Hop is dead then I'm livin' in the AfterLife
Stay buried underground, ancient artifacts
Draft the blueprints of blood, we the architects
Keep movin' even if the game is paralyzed
If Hip-Hop is dead then I'm livin' in the AfterLife
Stay buried underground, ancient artifacts
Draft the blueprints of blood, we the architects
[Verse 5: Bless]
Word to God, what's purer than the pursuit of perfection
Strip a man bare of the accolades and attention
Undivided still? Homie you still here?
Minus the profits, tell me if the love is still clear
Chasing the artistry, fearless when I'm shaping craft
Living when I'm dealing death, shady to the aftermath
And after that, selagi nafas ada lagi
Fuck an afterlife bro, aku takkan mati, hah
Passion eternal, infinite be the journals
Spoken from the shadows, burn it bright like this
Decades we in this, XS we endless
Nah, you've never heard of something quite like this
Now let that simmer, burn your tongues, choke on it
Go broke for it, SG you spoke on it
Still progress for XS regardless
Best regards, muthafucka, We got this
[Verse 6: Young]
I chain up the gates, raising the stakes, every verse I'm dropping napalms
You die in the fade, set fire in the rain like I got Adele in the song
Keeping the 88' flame, dragging the dragon by it's membrane
I levitate above the heavens, you fly the same plane
Grabbing your neck, breaking your back
Causing a wreck, flow in the facts
Cranium cracks, swinging my axe
Move like a pack, we the architects
It's getting intense, time to sharpen my blades
I gotta cut the grass up just so that I could see the snakes
Slithering, in the dirt, what a filth, what a murk
You're a pagan, what a slug, you walking where we waste men lurk
The X-Men, level up with the X-Clan
The school of thought, still rocking with the X-Brand
[Verse 7: Define]
I've been quiet for awhile but there's one thing I don't understand
Why you be floodin' the game with hate, 'cause we built the dam
I gave in since 16 for this scene and beefin'
Has never been MC Define's fuckin' game
I seek peace but they don't wanna comprehend
They got the whole school in line try'na shake our fuckin' camp
Who ya'll tryna provoke? I ain't no legend man
Just a part of a regiment protecting each and every brethren
And every brethren is crucial in this undivided clan
We don't need no fucking Judas to destroy the plan
Raw since '99 as we flippin' the page
While swagger rappers gearing up by not actin' their wage
You feelin' the rage? As I start to engage
Spirit still at my prime as I catch up with age
I'm like an animal locked up in a cage
But a beast when I'm released as I be up on stage
What what!
[Chorus: Azrael]
We keep movin' even if the game is paralyzed
If Hip-Hop is dead then I'm livin' in the AfterLife
Stay buried underground, ancient artifacts
Draft the blueprints of blood, we the architects
Keep movin' even if the game is paralyzed
If Hip-Hop is dead then I'm livin' in the AfterLife
Stay buried underground, ancient artifacts
Draft the blueprints of blood, we the architects
