[Verse 1: Jus Allah]
The metal inside the barrel pa**es
Through the frames in your gla**es
Quick pa**age, leave your dome piece backless
Envision blackness, leave you hatless, f**ing capless
Watchin n***as dig the spot where the earth's crack is
Hard to graph like science and math is
The cavemen who don't practice and live backwards
We oxen with streets is watchin
Release shotguns, n***as got Dietz and Watson
Feel no love, no way you shield the slugs
The ill thugs, we box with steel gloves
Doubt my faith, you can taste the slug case
Leaving n***as looking like dogs with the pug face
Even your girl can catch the capsule
I love p**y but never the b**h that it's attached to
[Chorus: Ikon]
Why you wanna battle wit kids with steel tongues?
Who rip up mics and drink puerto-rock rum
85 (the 85%): face the truth, you're too dumb
If retaliation comes yo then f** it it just comes
Why you wanna battle wit kids with steel tongues?
Who rip up mics and drink puerto-rock rum
85 (the 85%): face the truth, you're too dumb
If retaliation comes yo then f** it it just comes
[Verse 2: Ikon]
We itchin' to k**, that's why we spittin' the real
Stick to the drill and maybe we'll be grippin a mill'
The clip'll expel, dump 'em in a ditch or a hill
'Cause the mother f**er ain't left me sh** in his will
And y'all was always sounding like a b**h when you spill
And we the rawest mother f**ing clique in the field
So real mother f**ers better recognise real
Or ill muther f**ers gonna exercise sk**
Y'all better chill when the Hologram build
Little mother f**er got hands just like steel
Whoever approach me and what i feel
"while u find ya legs bein' replaced by steel"
So y'all better yield or imma choke f*ggots
My hands held more razorblades than coke addicts
We like to quote facists 'cause we the meanest
And rip off your fingers with the pliers of Chaka Demus
[Chorus]
(Vinne Paz and Jus Allah talking)