[Chorus: Pro the Leader]
Get hit, spin in reverse
Caress and kick, peasant bitch
Leave you on a remote planet desolate
We’re not the ones you can intimidate
You get injured, mate
During this process I will eliminate

[Intro: Pro the Leader & Killah Priest]
Killah Priest, Mega-Powers, haha
Shaka, sit down
Some tea, man

[Verse 1: Killah Priest]
When the Buddha poured his tea, they said he used tongs
And only poured enough for a sip
Placed his saucer on a brick while he sits on top of a stick
Not onе eyebrow would twitch
Then hе would flick his wrist real quick, enough for only one drip
Then he kicked the cup to a tree, the tea splashed to the leaves
The leaves down to his lips
Refreshing, the tea’s pungent, that was a sun-kissed
The [?] and the monkstress
Sung hymns as they brung fish
Now when I write, I do similar
I close my eyes then my room become a cinema
I get you high like some bud or some indica
Eyes in my hand like India
The [?], the hunter, I’m the Emperor
[Verse 2: Mega-Powers]
Yo, my people Skype people, fly eagles, life evil
Drive regal
DNA composed on five sequels
Drive lethal
Futuristic flow, you’re primeval
Supply needles
The juncture’s in the hood, my crime’s illegal
[?] shrines and steeples
Mind feeble
I really don’t have time for sheeple
Rhymes Knievel
Raw as cocaine combined with diesel
Lines venal, [?] design in the fetal
Board eagle flights
Next stop the eye of the needle sights
[?] frights
Many love their lives over legal rights
The people fight
Scarab [?] beetle
Made the Beatles hype
Evil life
Everybody claiming they’re royal
[?] nice

[Chorus: Pro the Leader]
You get hit, spin in reverse
Caress and kick, peasant bitch
Leave you on a remote planet desolate
We’re not the ones you can intimidate
You get injured, mate
During this process I will eliminate
You get hit, spin in reverse
Caress and kick, peasant bitch
Leave you on a remote planet desolate
We’re not the ones you can intimidate
You get injured, mate
During this process I will eliminate
You get hit
[Verse 3: The Holocaust]
I’m eminent, you’re mentally deficient, that’s ignorant
More power than over the human rocket who I killed in villages
Annihilation wave destroyed them all
The black vortex alpha, I serve no nostalgia
I used to kick it with buckwheat and alfalfa
My encounter with Galaxus makes his back split
I re-establish all mathematics to break his abdomen
I then focus a quasar out of SBX1 missile defense radar
And scar every character in DC [?] ’til the star [?]
The death of the Twilight Zone, twill weed
I kill rappers at home ill conceived
My line might explode, I’m risky
You look like Goofy from Disney, I’m sticky
Any emcee I break his knee, I’m tricky
I’m busy in the drizzly city, I combat fifty, get ‘em

[Verse 4: Solomon Childs]
The projects is Soviet Union with Harriet Tubman
The extinction of wife and husband
Political refugee sleeping with the enemy
Corrupted government official energy
Big business, oil spills in water
They killed the lotus, no more Covid
Mr. President, I don’t want your vaccine
Government looking to make our lives extreme
No justice, no peace—the slogan of my protest
Evil thoughts that manifest
Every billionaire got their own campaign, tryna invest
And I’m supposed to trust these devils and wish for the best? C’mon, god
I’m looting with a picket sign, designed to live a life of crime
Inserted microchips in your spine so they can monitorize your climb
But not this time
Not this child, not this Solomon Childs
No access to my function
And I won’t drown in they self-destruction
[Chorus: Pro the Leader]
You get hit, spin in reverse
Caress and kick, peasant bitch
Leave you on a remote planet desolate
We’re not the ones you can intimidate
You get injured, mate
During this process I will eliminate
You get hit, spin in reverse
Caress and kick, peasant bitch
Leave you on a remote planet desolate
We’re not the ones you can intimidate
You get injured, mate
During this process I will eliminate
You get hit

You get hit

You get hit

Mega-Powers