[Verse 1: Anonymous-G]
You know were gonna kill it once I get up on the track
Gambino is elemental so you know the homie echo had to bring a n***a back
Gotta hit-em with a little bit of venom to infect their minds
That's right, I'm tight
Make n***a jealous when he fuckin heard my rhymes
That's right I bite
Freaking a beat and leaving the scene destroyed with "dumbfounded" minds
You don't wanna be around a mothefucka when hes sippin fine whine
Cause its my time to shine bright
Imma take a semi automatic and kill all you suckas with a "tech n9ne"
Don't try to fight
Step In this lyrical lobotomy with some oddities
You might just get run over trying to pass the finish line
I'mma pop shot, jaw drop
Take a stupid rapper to the
Chop shop, while I'm
Killin mumble rappers for bein hella dumb
Their shit is wack
That's a fact
Imma attack from the back
Better bring the lyrical speed if you wanna last in this rap
You might wanna step back
From the blood and gore on the floor
This elemental choppers 4
[Verse 2: Exodu$]
We in the server of the underground p$ycho, and cipher is sicker then the sickest, slithering, snake, silently, sticking
And skipping, like a lost slipper
My six, sense, says, the sheik's sheep sitting there sinking, sideways, in the salty, sand, are shining in succession
Just like my p$ycho session that is my confession
So, Consider a stripper that's looser then a zipper, unzip her, tip her, then kick her even quicker, laid out like a printer, please pause properly pick and pop pills like peter
Then like chris brown you can beat her
I'm going be coming around and bringing a world of pain
You don't want to really get it when your stepping to the AK-47
Mac-11, shootin em up with my weapon
Thinking about, open em up, and hear em mumbling about sps
Give me the measure, give me the line, 30sps waste of a time?
Ain't ever gonna be stopped'
Motherfuckers be thinking about they wanna get popped'
Running with a millimeter when i chop'
Like twisted insane leaving n***as get chopped'
Looking at you motherfuckers who wanna get dropped'
Thinking that you're coming and bringing it better
Finna get locked'
You don't want to really get it, like a picture i'll leave you cropped'
Hit em with that 45 Beretta' or with my fucking Glock

[Verse 3: Dvagoh]
Chop elementale compà eccome se fa male quando coeso a questi schemi, impongo peso e non stai in piedi, interconnesso via vari mezzi ai poteri di Dei, e li esercito sul beat contro viventi terreni
Dunque impugno falci, preparo una rete fitta fatta in legacci e ganci, tempo di cacciare tutti i rapper più scarsi, vorresti scappare ma ormai è troppo tardi
Upgrade del flow ergo lo iato è giustificato arrivo subito al quattro con un'unica rincorsa, che mi sono ottimizzato, enormemente levigato, un masso che non mi smuovi manco con l'MN Forza
Se compi una mossa con qualsiasi pezzo è un'L, la portata del giorno- di un nemico le budelle, tu senti una fitta improvvisa e poi vedi la zanna serpentina ed il veleno che infierisce indelebile su pelle
Chiamo il time out vi lascio a leccarvi le ferite, prometto: nessuno è pronto, parte 2 è la vostra fine
Riporto la guerra però niente '39 quando ho una mitraglietta e la riempio di parole, si potrebbe dissentire, odiare e anche contestare, ciò non toglie quel siluro già mirato al tuo rettale, arsenale lirico immenso in questi versi te lo mostro, il beat l'ho già fatto a pezzi però non ho ancora corso
Ovvio alla carenza uccido con una carezza al traguardo con chiarezza ed ho un unico rimorso
Il corpo del nemico è già un giocattolo rotto
Cerchi di meglio però davanti è impervio, mantengo il mio regno e nemmeno sto in sede, testo complesso ma arriva presto lesto ma forte come una mazza di legno e poi siete a terra, out
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[Verse 4: Saint Sinister]
Ive written out A riddle to put it in your brain
Im boutta smoke ya face like it was a different strain
I wanna become a killa got the heart of a villain, make a market of the feelins cuz I got no emotion
Drop til you roastin
Monster is the closest
Offerin no posin
Water and osmosis
Wreckin wit a syllable, he steppin to an interval
Of godly lyrics, ah shit im fearless
Clippin clear hits, Shippin mirrors bitch
So you can see that you're soon be
An excuse of a creature misused the preacher
Cuz teachin the best is mistake you
Grabbin for your vest you little piss stain
Ill master the lesson and then gain
A whole new class of kids playin
Smoke the weed and Ill own the beats
You Messin with the better man a muthafuckin veteran thats settin with a caliber, checkin out a pound of herb, diggin under the ground of earth, runnin from the sound you heard, mothers fuckin up on their childs birth
I gotta write to honor my promise to life
Yeah Comin from the bottom an i gotta get to top, an I never will stop except to chop and to prove a point
Ill move ya boys to join my side
Cuz the posionous Eyes that I have
Look all around and see skies black
You better be runnin on the right track
Developin elemental and my cursing is not proper
Sinister wit it gonna leave you in a coffin
Kickin n***as down now lets go pop up
Severin summoner heads im an elemental chopper
[Verse 5: MurrK]
All the elements of the world come together
Whatever the weather whenever you want time don't matter
Coz I'm here with mother nature back for MSL quantum entanglement part 2 time will shatter
Coz I'm here with the aluminium elemental knowledge in my brain
Built of Bohrs from back then to today
Finding out their shit like a Michael Bay
Let's see the 4 elements and crash you like mayday
There's them fire bars, lyrics and sick rhyme schemes
Even better than my BG shit grime memes
Like its possible to woffle awful shit but when ya boi Murko spits he spits rhymes clean
Then there's that chill flowing
That you gotta keep going
Repeating the same motion
Like you're in a boat rowing
Then they'll all be knowing
That when you get to flowing
You'll be top of the top of all them Hellfires showing
Then there's speed ting
Hacking the mac in your bag and I'm creeping up into your bank account and I'm taking and stacking and piling the cash
Then there's that one final part
Where you combine everything and perfect the art
All I do is animation
Fucking 'em all with the contamination
Taking over the rap internations
Ducking the shot assassination
Trapping 'em all like Yugioh
Getting hotter like its julio
Breaking your spinal cord
And making your rap's final fall
Leaking your secrets like 'who'd he show?'
Cross world shot pierce your wind pipe with a cross bow
Breaking and entering homes
Taking and fucking the homes
Thinking of banging and breaking and killing Vietnam flashbacks like I'm Bonez

[Verse 6: Deus]
Im punishin' you n***as like a bully in 3rd grade I celebrate everyday when I cause you pain I'm insane in the brain fucking everthing up like I'm losing the game ain't gotta explain
Why I'm dangerous and strange
Get up on the stage cause I can maintain a syllabic flow while I'm kicking down the door and I hit em wit the precision of sniper scope as I'm takin all their souls and you'll never come close
Coming and bringin the havoc while im fixing to do the voodoo
Hittin' (crip)pled n***as before they can su-woop
Looking in my bag for my midget AK
You know I use it at least once a day
Gotta get em before they get me whenever I dump a clip up in the strip never miss never be pissed when I get dissed and reminisce on the old days and be the one to start a new wave
Gotta get the speed when I dump it like a 16
Paintin' my lyrics like the roof of the Sistine
Talkin' about choppin' but what do you really mean cause I'll get choppin' like a brand new guillotine
Stickin' and dickin' your girl down up in the back
Rippin' and fuckin' up the beat as we attack on the track
It's elemental choppers 4 what fuck are you waiting 4
Dirty wit the flow call that shit rancor

[Verse 7: Echo]

[Verse 8: KillerAP]
Guess I'm here to kill a beat tonight
Yeah cuz I be the best in the biz
Ain't nobody really wanna step to the kid
Yeah you best cover your ears tonight
Rhythm and rhyme master killing subprime actors
Pedal to the medal and we're heading for another level
Yeah cuz we elemental, earth wind fire and ice
Yeah my mic sound nice but I ain't getting sentimental
Better stop with all that hater shit or you be
Tasting the heavy metal
Bathing in cobalt
Rage when I go off
Caged in with no lock
Let me kill off this instrumental
Now it's time to slow it down to when I'm
Even with the rhythm cuz imma need it when I go insane
My mind is a prison I'm brainsick
My mic is a weapon I'm aimin
At all of you phony rappers that are
Tryna be holy factors y'all are playin
I don't wanna be the one to have to tell you suckas
That your only days are fading cuz im
Breaking it down
Takin em out
Anybody thinking of taking the crown
I'm gonna come in to make a debacle and
Hit em with a little bit of venomous sound
Ain't no where to run when I come with the heat and flow but they waiting me to finish so Imma just let it goK
KillerAP, HipHopScience, you already know

[Verse 9: Tuono]
Entro sul beat ed è già un omicidio, quando mi sentono mi urlano "sei mitico!"
Sì, sono mitico, mudico, multiplo, non me ne fotte più un cazzo del pubblico
Non me ne fotte più un cazzo di te che senza pensare mi rispondi subito
Ammazzo tutti sopra il quarto quarto, tu sei il dessert e ti killo per ultimo
E chissene se alla fine sto flow non ti aggrada, smetti col rap e, fra, cambia strada
Come nel terzo gli alcolici, pina colada, l'ultimo mio sfidante sta roba l'ha mollata
Nei tuoi testi l'amico che è morto perché sta dose se l'è calata
E tu che vivi da parassita più che mai na gioia
Mai una patata, ormai continuo perché, davvero, la mia dignità è andata
Starò qui a dissare un bambino obeso che mangia la cioccolata
E lo sai, non mi fermo mai, mi sono allenato molto, mi sento quasi un samurai
E che palle, cazzo, non ho mai argomenti
Non so come rimare, prendi i calci nei denti
Sono tecnico, chiaro, no? Limpidissimo, tu mi chiedi "oh, mi dissi bro?" e io ti rispondo "sì, fighissimo!"
Sono fortissimo, altissimo, no, bassissimo, e ora la smetto subitissimo perché di rime con issimo ce n'è un numero vastissimo

[Verse 10: D-Struction]

[Verse 11: Mistery]
Jumping from 2 to 4, Mistery really not folklore, scoring more goals than Archie, but it's not soccor, coming to get em I tore through it, weak arm or, I'm not taking no more
Really wanna get it I'm a killa who will fill em in a minute I'ma chop it to the finish im sicker than a menace named Wayne gacy, my pacing amazing, I'm killing elemental choppers 4
Imminent damaging, been in it banishing, surprisingly crazy, im flaming with kerosene, dont ever come around me if you're never definining insanity, vanity, I'm standing for defiance, i am so godly the Mayans would prolly just buy me, the flow has entangled me, banging the beats, i want you to hate on me, I really do need it
Cause it empowers me to make better music, when I get to ripping it's gonna quick not gonna miss, dump em in abyss, get down with the sickness, taking away your life with this biz, you will to need to learn that I can stuff you in an urn
Any minute Imma turn into a worldwide murderer, burning everybody in the vicinity, are you gonna be the next person dead up on the curb, so many worse things than words which is why the things are said are gonna really gonna hurt, chanting a hex and whatevers left of your body is my next breakfast, definitely the best chopper on the whole list I'm relentless sick and vicious wrecking em up with quickness what do you really want from me besides a menace chopping it up a kid named MISTERY

[Verse 12: Mythical]

[Verse 13: ERA]
Tell me, "What you wanna do with the menace?" I promise Era is the one that'll finish
You hate on Era when the time comes to listen, but when he blow up; don't you ask to be vivid
What until the number one comes to mention? Era's gonna be the one that'll get it
I don't care about them thinking I'm different, Era's working just to rack up a Benjamin
Brother came up with a goal and came up with a passion just to make it work
Lot of people want to work with Era, because they know the brother goes berserk
Everybody know that Era kills it and the Era knows to show the work
Hit up Era with the beat, I promise King of Eras put it in the dirt
If I get up in it with a little bit of rhythm, Era's really gonna be the one to kill this track
Ain't nobody really want to get up in the building with a brother that'll really go and spill your cap
Its a fact, that I'm on a higher level with the brothers in my syndicate, you're feeling that!
IF I get up in it with an AK-47 then you're really gonna be the one to hear it clap
Tell them other haters in the city: Step their game up
Everybody knowing how I've come to bring the flame, huh?
YEAH, you know what it is. Knowing Kxng Era is coming to handle biz like...