[Verse 1: Planet Asia]
Yo, I’m not rollin’, my shit golden
Straight out the colon, fuckin’ with Trust n***as is holdin’
We money-foldin’, might just use it to wipe your runny noses
In [?] culture, you couldn’t approach ‘em
Or even coach ‘em, my mind was made up just like a sculpture
Runnin’ with vultures, the model: paper over pinocha
The god’s poppin’, new and exclusive
This how you do shit, catch me on your block with the hard copies
Slang sovereign, my language is [?]
This ain’t politics, this is dangerous dope
Show me the best, I bang on you goats
These rap n***as scared of me, ‘cause they know I came for the smoke
This ain’t a parity, and we don’t do this shit for charity
We do this for the sake of the seeds and having clarity
You would have thought I chose this life to marry me
But it chose me, now I’m shooting fire at the Pharisees
Lines that catch you off guard like a car bombing
And the gun to the face is how you calm drama
Fuck you talkin’ ‘bout if it ain’t ‘bout a dolla?
Coming live and direct from Bratislava

[Chorus: Planet Asia]
If you don’t calm down we might calm you
Whoever told you what they told you shoulda warned you
Or better yet, they shoulda armed you
We on our one-two for those thinking that they’re Sun Tzu
We are not regional
This is worldwide seasonal, you want it, we got it
More product, I knew it when I thought about it
This is some shit live from Bratislava
[Verse 2: Flashius Clayton]
Been the proof, army jacket-lining
When I’m rhyming I attack the track like a pack of lions
Rappers lack refining and be shallow in the culture
I’m alkaline poker, the albums is folklore
My sound is the most raw since ‘9-4 RZA
A [?] splitter-slash-hardcore spitter
The god of war with a [?] fitter
The skill I distill is stronger than corn liquor mix
Moonshine and Ballantine, call a [?]
Fill a cup from the bottle, and pass it to my dunny
We’re getting fat, chunky, lump sums over here
Over there motherfuckers got holes up in their care
I [?], and throw a sphere across the galaxy
Earn a boss salary for what I cost hourly
Challenge me get lined, I don’t need a blade neither
I keep my mic sharp enough to shape up your caesar
The break freaker, keep a crate full of ether
I been told you crabs $64K per feature
Clay in PA, dog dotta, top shotters
Mobbin’ in the drop Apollo on the block in Bratislava like it’s nada

[Chorus: Planet Asia] [2x]
If you don’t calm down we might calm you
Whoever told you what they told you shoulda warned you
Or better yet, they shoulda armed you
We on our one-two for those thinking that they’re Sun Tzu
We are not regional
This is worldwide seasonal, you want it, we got it
More product, I knew it when I thought about it
This is some shit live from Bratislava
[Outro: 38 Spesh]
That’s the renegade god, Planet Asia
And the homie Flashius Clayton
This that 1994 shit
And I’m 38 Spesh, trust