[Verse 1: JMattson]
Formulating strategies and coordinating casualties
Over-rated wack MC's are duplicating rapidly
You can say it's hating but I'm only speaking facts my g
I find motivation in the shit that's in my backwood leaf
Actually, I'm that demon creepin' while you sleepin' dreamin'
I don't need a reason I just leave 'em screaming
If I seem defeated would you please just beat it
Get yo scene deleted if you seem conceited
I been searchin' for some fucking antidote
Rappers fake they way into the game when they ain't half as dope
Pass that smoke in my direction
Omen got the butterfly if you try flexin'
Best in show but I bet you don't know us
Never gonna blow but I don't need the dough bruh
All these so-called rappers they just act pathetic
All they answers scripted dawg just ask a question
I can tell that most of y'all got bad intentions
I can't deal with all this fucking apprehension

[Verse 2: OmenXIII]
Ridin, slidin, slippin, drippin
Down through the cracks, in the underground. Livin'
Simple but we can do what we want now
Come down, then I smoke a blunt in the backyard
Act hard we gon take you out the scrap yard
Metal just rust, and the parts just sit
Where people don't live and the plants can't die
And the chemicals bringing everything to life
What can you do, lost in a room where you
Can't tell the difference from lies and the truth
Pictures are watching you, every thought haunting you
Voices are screaming, but silence is calling you
I look at the night sky
I levitate eyes wide
I think they want me
I think they got me