NAK and LuzID on the mic

NAK:
You wanna battle? Best deploy your finest personnel
Skill be too elusive for your ploy to strike: and live to tell
These sick abilities be crippling your imagery
And signal EMT’s to take a trip to your facility
Cooking your recital, as I shook your little idols
‘Cause I took apart the rifle and assumed the Tiger Style
Looks are all insightful and the hooks are homicidal
On arrival, you’ll be stifled, they be looking for your vitals

LuzID:
Time to take the title, tongue twisters for the tummy
You could spike my apple cider, with a slice of something smutty
Yeah I like it when it's vile, I grew up with some stuff ugly
A dozen custom corruptions in my life just wouldn't touch me
Congenital insensitivity to pain
Intentional levels of acidity to blame
A chemical within a beat technology to fame
Mystical ability from electricity to flames

NAK:
Stick to your “circuits,” but your “system” is worthless
So pack a battery, service, and stash a camera working
And capture Nak and you’ll learn... he systematically murks it
These elegant verses feel like I’m rapping in cursive
So plug the mic and a cable I bust, igniting your stage, bruh!
I’m sunnin’ your fables, it crush your mind when a sage flow!
The hungriest brother, with vivid lyrical angles
Spittin’ writtens in color, just like I stomached a rainbow

LuzID:
I lay beneath the region deepened by demon secretions
Gotta giddy up, and leave it, ‘fore I reason with a priestess
Not bad that I don't believe in, my tongue's just beaten with weakness
Speechless to the point where it's unacceptable to Jesus
It's evident, my element, since elementary's passin’
Heaven sent, with heaven's scent, a deficit in habits
My testament, testing men, in a tenement of rappin’
So tell your brethren, I'm better left, with lesser than a pamphlet
Seconds of sessions obsessin’ over selected
Sketches of closer dimensions, suggested sober but wreck less
I mean older succession is only told in one sentence
We go to boast but intentions are often stowed as possessions
Do we need both the ghost methods
To post on most of net sections?
I rose to pose the right lessons, I know more than my fences
But I go pro to fight edges, no more of shows to try legends
Toe to toe to my engines, till I get total a vengeance

NAK:
Rip it with every syllable spitting the sickness on this track now
Take your position and pray that your vision will stick and you don’t black out
Nak and the prodigy dropping the audible weapon and rocking em’ constantly
Conquering, bombing, re-arming, the armory: stock it with maximum quantity
So check the lesson, as we bless it and manifest it
Critical method, ability reckless, will cripple and riddle you physically breathless
Music be the movement as we’re laying the foundation:
These lyrics are the legacy that bridge the generations

These lyrics are the legacy
Lyrics are the legacy
These lyrics are the legacy that bridge the generations