RazorSHARPE - Those Meddling Kids lyrics

[Verse 1: Majestic Gage] They already know Gage & S.I.T.H is focused We locked & loaded On the track we explosive Here's a dosage send our condolence It's the microphone controlling Judging from our performance Always quoted cause it's only the dopest when we composing From a different breed of artist That's starving & flow the hardest Cause you charting don't mean you built 4 sparring I beg your pardon They compromise & conforming We carving our own market Only understand the truth & you n***as is soundin foreign Probably idolized by your idol Rightful to hold the title Dismantle every rival Smooth criminal like I'm Michael How these young n***as washed up & On the spinning cycle This is nothing personal It's just lyrically I dislike you Far as Diggin' In The Crates I'm just continuin' the cycle 5'5 but on the track I'm standing tall as the Eiffel Don't let these n***as hype you Egotistical but be mindful That's it's nothin' to ice you Like you in the scope of the rifle Try to compensate for sk** But y'all fooling who? Run through your crew Who are you? I been nice since it was cool to do Since PlayStation 1 Grand Turismo, Tekken 1 & 2 Mixtapes from Clue & Master P was yelling "Whoody Who" So when they hear me they know them bars coming Heard k**ers move in silence Guessin' y'all far from it How all these clowns moving up to bosses from pawn puppets They spitting on the track It's only right that bomb on it & harm somethin [Hook: S.I.T.H] Uh Uh See I told you You shouldn't do that Rigs Up Diggin' in the crates Son, true that Everybody slept Now they awake like "who that?" S.I.T.H & Gage set it ablaze Thought you knew that (2x) [Verse 2: S.I.T.H] Check em Two to the Temple Like Synagogues and Mosques SITH & Gage Send the Gods to March This Engagement Of Men of a thousand Darts A minute I send it Like flying fists Striking your Counterparts In it My spit spray you With that Authentic Arsenic Send that through the Senate And see if they wit it Pa** a Bill For my sk** It's off the sk**et From it's Birth I Umbilically k** it And chill it on ice Power drill it Inside your ceiling Twice Before any attempts To feel it To feel it's like Poppin a Pill Surreal as sights In the Village Bumpin Cappadonna's "The Pillage" Wit a Spin Of "Demon Days" And "Gorillaz" By the Gorillaz No hit-and-runs I leave your Guerillas By the Gorillas! In the Jungle Runnin I'm Staten's son We Sat and Sun The end of week has Cometh In the form Of two Comets That Plummet Towards your Planet Like Namekians Vanish Aparece La Policia Me no speake e Spanish I'm famished I eat till i'm Banished From Dinner Forever In the dead of the Winter weather Sweat em ever? Never Whippin it through the Matrix Inside the Nebuchadnezzar I'd be Jay-Z And Neo put together Tech on the Dresser Like "BLAOW!" Misfired Mister Spitfire With intent to end or Injure all Bet you none of my Ninja's fall No need to lift the Ball We hit the Lick and Score Take the Game While lames spread Eagle Like Pigeons Soar R-I-G's D-I-T-C