[Intro:]
Yeah
Mayday, mayday
All rappers to run away
All rappers to run for cover
Who do we have on this beat?
EMM.. Nicko... K9
All motherfucken' rappers to run away
It's about to begin
I hope you dead
No like seriously

Mayday mayday

EMM:
[Verse 1]

My verse is like having a shuffle next to yo grave u digging it
Im like a hot slap to the face like it or not, you feeling it
I got de beat screamin' for help 'cause when i gt on the mic Im killing it
Im like busted surage pipe of faeces I know full of shit
Hard punchlines and metaphors yeah i know Im full of it
Hard to core we don't sell girl clothing but the style is too legit
I wrote this from a confession booth to make sure i spit the truth
I got crazy skills I should rap in a mental institute N***as block they nose when I come around 'cause I got a stinking attitude
I got a twisted mind i make a vinal skretch on a tape deck
Im killing all dese countafit rappers quick with their fake raps
My brain is racing fast on full speed it should be having a break pad
Feels like my ass was set on fire i keep dropping hot shit
Verbal massacra on the way I show no love and you can't stop this
My punchlines break jaws, crack skulls an scrars r permanent
My rhymes are always right 'cause i never wrote a script with a left hand
Take a chair wit the rest of them under-sit cos u can't understand
EMM, K9, Nicko we keep doing what they can't
If they claim to be macnifen-cent fuck it we magnife-rand
I don't need a ruler or instrument to set the record straight
Im so hard headed u would think my skull has a metal plate
Cut out your musical tounge out cos u n***as don't have a taste
Turn on my verbal engine let me accelerate
Nicko:
[Verse 2]

I'm hazadas, I spit lyrics that causes physical damage
I portuge n***as standing in my way
I rap this lyrics explosively
I'm going like BOOM!
I've got a gymnatic disorder
My chromosomes are Hip Hop
You can say I'm sick
Yeah, I don't fear you, you're just you
I'm play chess with n***as, yes, I check-maid
Two middle fingers up, I fuck you “at the same damn time”
I never stop rappin n***as, whenever, wherever
I mean it's Nicko, the natural disaster
Yeah, I kill n***as and pack them in a mega-blocks way
I don't know what's poppin with n***as
They juss can't get to another level
I'm killin them and go to another one
Yeah, I give frustrations to n***as
N***as with opinions juss' can't hold me
I going like VOOM!
Please don't try and stop me, I'm accelerating
Yeah it's Nicko, I'm a dog, I bite you with my K9

K9:
[Verse 3]
K9 on this track, I'm busy drawing punchlines
I got another watch, so I'll see you next time
Fuckin' with me is like steppin in a lion's pride
Okay we all know that my dick is longer than an hour
You n***as washed up, laundry powder
I crush your all white swagger into white powder
Flow is sick, it can kill a fucken nurse
You girl has a blackberry, but she ain't even got some curves
Mess with me then I see you in an I.C.U
Ke flowa blind ntwan, no love at 1st sight
You n***as think you fly, well you just
Kites
K9 son, I'm soap in your fucken eyes
Bitch I'm an African, but lang Kenya
Attention is a bitch, and I gotta pay her
I don't listen to House, that's why I camp outside
N***a you dead like Oscar's girl on valentine

[Outro]
Yeah
Mayday Mayday
I told these rappers to run for cover
If you didn't
Rest in Peace to you!