Secret Lunch Alliance - Masterpiece lyrics

[Hook] You can't stop us now you know we're k**ing it You can't stop us now you know you're feeling it You can't stop us now you know we're living it You know we're getting it, yeah we're getting lit [Snowchainz] It's our time to shine, and here we come We're standing on top of the world, under the sun, yeah Feeling our flow, letting it go No one can stop what's coming, how do we know? We're kings to gods, gods to mortals Building an empire on rhymes and choruses Ripping down doors and coming through portals Looking back to the greats, the immortals All this is to me is just poetry Coming from the inner me, can't you see? I'm not from this world, I'm intergalacticly I'm strange coming from a whole other planet Out of the universe you can't touch my verse Put you in a hearse then back into the earth like my words are cursed That's why I'm the first My rhymes are more than your whole life's worth [Hook] [Bittah E-ratic] It's time to k** them with rhymes, terraseconds before their time The scary part is none of us are in our primes BF Money and SLA are here to k** this sh** With lines so hot, b**hes stop to rub they clit Bittah E-Ratic here in a form you've never seen before Spitting verses nasty enough to seem deformed Strike you down with the power of a thunderstorm Hits so hard they drop you faster than chloroform With a style so advanced, you sh** your pants Put your dick beaters up yeah, it's time to dance Got a different ho every day of the week Line em up knock em down, yeah we smacking cheeks My insuppressible harmonies are a thing of legend All you whack-a** rapers should feel truly threatened Don't question my greatness when I wield the mic As soon as I'm in the zone, say goodnight [mysterE] Check it out you know it's mysterE in your ear My rhymes so hot I'm in another atmosphere We the best man SLA ain't ever disappear I'm at the top of my game, you a lowlife cashier You got that dead end job… I'm that worldwide heartthrob They say what goes around comes around, tryna bring you down But I say make your future bright through that battleground [DJ Lurch] Cornell accepted but I party with Pabst Successive SAT words in my vocab Handing me your demo trying to solve the conundrum Because your mouth's plastered and it's encumbered can't function I've got abundance of drunken composition it's all accustomed To the rap game verse worth a metric ton of tungsten My Action Bronson recording this nonsense it's the object SLA, BFMoney k**in' rappers prophets [Hook x2]