[Intro: Tha God Fahim]
Yeah
Supreme Dump Legends shit
Uh
I don't know how to fuckin' rap, man

[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
Check it, uh
It's the black fist samurai
Letting off fifty when my hammer cry
What's the fraction of pain I magnify?
Professional, my aura is that of extra-terrestrials
Top of the pedestal, red dot, call it a decimal
My weapons will cry higher than decibels
You just a pawn, you Comic-Con, I'm something majestical
Inaugurate armor like sliced down
Sorta like, martyr life
More than right, get it for quarter price
This ain't happen overnight
I clappy cap then double backward to Joe Jackson
I cocked it back, there's no more rap, you men in black stunned
Dress in black son, I hit the cirb and roll a fat one
Rise to black, you wouldn't bust a fucking cap gun
How many n***as got lost in darkness?
The cloud around the hood, it makes us all heartless
Another chapter in this deep darkness
I'm seeing rigor mortis bodies form a cold cartridge
[Chorus: Tha God Fahim & Jay NiCE]
But regardless I hold my shield high, as the days go by
We just soldiers in the war till the day we die
I hold my shield high, as the days go by
We just soldiers in the war till the day we die
Uh, every day weed high, every day we fly
Every day weed high, every way we fly
Every day we strive, every day we survive
I'm a town point legend, this is straight Eastside

[Verse 2: Jay NiCE]
I used to trap across from Dunkin Donuts, used to dodge
Twelve was lurking, youngin' had work at the super lodge
Still I knew a job, but fuck a supervisor in a suit and tie
My mood was wiser, knew the truth from a lie
Career suicide, that's what these other rappers did
Try to front on n***as but then karma came back and bit
And that's wack as shit
The law of averages suggested there's strength in numbers but n***as be wilding on that subtraction shit
Fuck it though, we happy as it is
Lavish cribs packed with attractive chicks and that's on accident, fuck n***a
It's the dragon with the lion, we just bigger, got the wrath of a Goliath
Rap giants slash titan, masters of the fire
Passionate inspire, we the last of the survivors
I roll a chill vibe and then I close my eyes
Start to know and realise that I know real lies
[Chorus: Jay NiCE]
And we hold our shield high, as the days go by
We just soldiers in the war till the day we die
Every day we strive, every day we survive
The Supreme Dump Legends, this is straight Eastside
Motherfucker