[Verse 1: RuggedMonk]
These rhymes must be
Billy Clubs
The way I beat up Emcees
Theologies and Scripts
I speak naturally
Break a steering column
And dip
Dick Dastardly
Mash thru a light
---MPH---
At about 80
Throwin’ out the CD’s
I don’t want to hear
Bank a left
Cuz I don't see
Black & Whites in my rear
-VIEW-
You see how I just slowed that up
For you
On some THIS, THAT and ah THIRD
And brought it, right bacc in Pocket
In ONE BREATH
Show you my Iron Palm
And my Stroke of Death
No-Less
Your rhymes is simply so ludicrous
Lost like a Lullaby
I’m a known Terrorist
-REVOLUTIONARY-
Really LIVE, BREATH & POSSESS this
Go get your team
Adversaries or your Fleets
Your Allies, Associates
They’ll all meet defeat
I’ll walk off appropriate
Show um -WHO-A-BEAST
I’ll walk off appropriate
Show um -WHO-A-BEAST
[Verse 2: Phoenix Flame]
I'M A BUTTER UP THIS TRACK
CALL IT CRISCO
GREASY
SMOOTH IT OUT
MIX IT UP
IT AIN'T HARD TO APPEASE ME
CHALLENGE OF THE DAY
HOW WE ATTACK COMPETITION
PUT EM THAT CHOKE HOLD
THEY TAP OUT FROM SUBMISSION
I ENVISIONE
THIS DAY DAWNIN'
COMIN' OUT FROM THE DUSK
BUST
BUSY AS A BEE
WITH ILLUSTRIOUS
CHEMISTRY
RUSH
THE BLOOD PUMPIN'
SMASHIN' THROUGH YO' NOGGIN'
THOUGHTS BOTTLED IN
THEN COMBUST
LIKE ENGINES
FINISH THEM
EMCEES GET NO WIN
WHEN
THE BLACK KNIGHTS GO IN
BETTER WARN YOUR NEXT OF KIN
THAT THEIR CHANCES ARE SLIM
TURN YOUR LIGHTS DIM
ALMOST THE COLOR OF GIN
BROWN SKIN
LETTIN' YOU FEEL MY FLOW
THAT TRAVELS WITHIN
MY PEN BLEEDS BLUE INK
BUT MY HEART PUMPS RED
DARTS RIP THROUGH YO' CHEST
THE SAME FEELIN' AS LEAD
ONCE THE SMOKE CLEARS THE AIR
THE SAME COLOR AS BREAD
WE'RE CASHIN' IN ON THIS HERE
NOW THE FANS ARE FED
[Hook: Crisis]
Mc’s are targets
We go to war like Spartans
Dark thoughts eat you up
Like our lyrics was starving
--We Hot--
--you mild--
--Our Style--
Is wilder then Tarzan
Bullseye when we be dart’n
We be getting them bars in
Mc’s are targets
We go to war like Spartans
Dark thoughts eat you up
Like our lyrics was starving
--We Hot--
--you mild--
--Our Style--
Is wilder then Tarzan
Bullseye when we be dart'n
We be getting them bars in

[Verse 3: Crisis]
It's the Revolutionist
Sharpshooting shit
The Executionist
I'm true to this
A Vet in the Game
You new to this
I'll show u who THE RULER is
Kush Clouds Cumulus
Give a fuck -WHO- it is, got many Victims numerous
Been the shit
Ever since I exit the Uterus
My N***as is IT
We known for spitting the coolest shit
You a TRICK
You meet a bitch and try to buy her out
Imma Nasty Dogg
Tell her straight up I want to try it out
And mc's ain't fucking with me
Who you heard as good as this
That wasn't with me
Imma Dogg
All the bitches Love like Spud Mackenzie
Miss me with the hatred HATERS
Cuz my grind is Grizzly
Testing my rhyme is Risky
Like driving on train tracks
Lyrics vandalize brains
Paralyze spins leave frames cracked
206 bones can't explain what a n***a on
Because I been REAL
You Been a CLONE
Faker then Silicon
[Hook: Crisis]
Mc’s are targets
We go to war like Spartans
Dark thoughts eat you up
Like our lyrics was starving
--We Hot--
--you mild--
--Our Style--
Is wilder then Tarzan
Bullseye when we be dart'n
We be getting them bars in
Mc’s are targets
We go to war like Spartans
Dark thoughts eat you up
Like our lyrics was starving
--We Hot--
--you mild--
--Our Style--
Is wilder then Tarzan
Bullseye when we be dart'n
We be getting them bars in

[Chants]
Emcees get No Win..........

Your Allies, Associates..........
They’ll all meet defeat..........