Intro:
Yo, Green Lantern man. You know how we do man. We sh**tin' on n***as dot com.
It's a f**in' invasion you ba*tards.
We a problem.
Scratches "Invasion" - Nas
Green Lantern
Verse One [Marv Won]:
Aye, aye
I'm back on my bullsh**
Come chill with the crook
I'm rejuvenated b**h, I feel as good as I look
That's awesome
Show me who's talkin' and I'll off 'em
From Austin to Boston, make 'em floss in coffins
sh**, if I ain't the man, I'm standin' next to him
Starvin'
Somebody bring me a Dexitrim
To suppress my appetite
I feast on n***as who ain't rappin' right
Learn in the after life
If I ain't the best baller, I'm right after Mike
co*kier than the n***a that make +Flashing Lights+
I'm the king of the jungle
I'll stop all the scoring of your block without bringin' Mutumbo
A 100 round drums is what I bring to the rumble
Brash
I ain't get a thing when I was humble
And why should I be?
n***as ain't good as me
The best black champ we had in a while like Booker T
One of the best, but overlooked like I'm Pusha T
You little pussies get f**ed
Here go the douche for free
There ain't too much that Marv can't do
Make way for royalty
Happy Bar Exam 2
Verse Two [Royce Da 5'9"]:
You welcome
Bubble like Seltzer
Bubble lights do a double life crime what else then?
Gun shots kinda sound like the llama belchin'
sh**tin' like I'm rhymin' in the John like Elton
I turn a n***a into stone
Send out a blast like an e-mail to shoot ya
Female Medusa
+It Wasn't Me+ like Shaggy
Denaun [da nine] did it
Like a f*g was snitchin' on D-12 producer
Give you a buck 50 this evenin'
This is my time of the month
If you ain't f**in' with me you bleedin'
I can't count how many whips I be stickin' keys in
b**h, you ain't dissin' me, you just committin' treason
Red wine or Reislin?
Has been, I'm a "he's been..."
Everywhere
I'm Bigger than Cease's friend
Lyrics written down with a G's pen
Hood rats on me cause I'm in a trap
I'm gonna give her cheese then
She with me, she never dick teasin'
Wrist freezin'
She's tellin' me I'm just seizin'
She do whatever I tell her as long as it's with reason
So I'm gonna tell her to blow me till she quits breathin'
She playin' position, but it's me receivin'
The cum comin' through them gums looks like the b**h teethin'
Diss me, get treated like you was just leavin'
After I quit sqeezin'
I'm the sh** fool
Every year in my past, my sh** list grew
n***as switched up and got ripped up like Rick Rude
Yeah, I don't f** around with that mic
You try to f** with me you probably f** around with that white
What you a cluck?
I psycho spit
Y'all writtin' with lead
I'm writtin' my rhymes with rifle tips
I'm excitin' like highlights of Michael's clips
I run the net like my mics a microchip
Nickle
Happy Bar Exam 2
It's a holiday n***a