[00:03.050](Verse 1: Tak)
[00:10.220]Stand back, put the picture my frame
[00:12.070]The handcraft of a master, the flicker, the flame
[00:14.540]That sell three madman Megadef LP
[00:16.830]Monster mash, prop for what? From 
[00:19.530]Chop the honeycomb, what would I be without wax?
[00:22.190]Just another empty battery shell in the pack
[00:24.590]String on the puppet, laughin', claimin' I'm all of that
[00:27.190]When I know in fact, everything you claim is all crap
[00:29.050]"Don't play with me, cause you're playing with fire..."
[00:30.710](Verse 2: Ryu)
[00:30.900]Yo, got the fuse lit, keepin' it movin', so
[00:32.140]Freakin' abusive, people are pukin', so
[00:34.540]Sick of the music, suckin' the fumes in
[00:37.320]So don't get it confused, I'm not you, stupid
[00:39.110]Hundred-proof booze in the back, all tipsy
[00:41.770]Bring two clips, I'm clappin' all sixty
[00:44.430]Swing through quick and bust if one's empty
[00:46.910]Your chances of leavin' the club: fifty/fifty
[00:48.130](Verse 3: Apathy)
[00:49.370]Wanna **** around with Hell's recruits?
[00:56.460]I'll stomp Satan in his face 'til it melts my boots
[00:58.620]I'll use the sun for my throne, universe as my home
[01:01.520]And your skull as a crown to adorn my dome
[01:03.930]Watch porn with your girl, slip a mickey in her Beck's
[01:06.210]Put a hickey on her neck, then the ******* I caress
[01:08.990]Under match of ??? set's, I'm the one the chickies sweat
[01:11.210]Make 'em suck it 'til their jaw's ****ed up like 50 Cent's
[01:13.680]Most of you ******s stay postin' that jacked ****
[01:15.100]But when we retaliate, it's never some rap ****
[01:18.620]Swing on your mandible and bring out mechanical
[01:21.580]Devices that splices flesh from the intangible
[01:24.300]I spark fire like electrical shocks
[01:26.030]And ready the glocks, to clash with Connecticut cops
[01:28.380]You're on some Brad Pitt ****, so you better go watch
[01:30.550]The movie Seven, 'cause you'll find your wife's head in a box
[01:32.400](Verse 4: Tak)
[01:33.640]Rush you bustas, get touched with nunchucks
[01:36.030]You tough tough, askin' to really get ****ed up
[01:38.510]Who cares what you been through, I'm goin' against you, so
[01:41.040]Sharpen your skill while I sharpen my Ginsu
[01:43.500]Gas and ashes, and medical kits, but see
[01:46.040]That's what happens when chemicals mix
[01:48.450]The birth of a strange creature, umbilical split
[01:50.540]But for now, the main feature, you said it was sick
[01:51.520](Verse 5: Celph Titled)
[01:53.320]The word on the streets is that I'm hellbound, 'cause I bully Christians
[01:55.600]But I stay up in the armory, developin' pulley systems
[01:58.140]For launchin' grenades strategically, on stage with heaters illegally
[02:00.670]Got the sound man shook at my vocal frequency
[02:03.130]Back at the crib, ***** better strap on a bib
[02:05.420]'Cause when I'm bustin' off, it's drippin' off the tip of her chin
[02:07.820]Chickens and hens, you know I keep 'em bendin' over for me
[02:10.480]With my chef hat, stuffin' poultry on the upholstery
[02:13.010]Celph Titled's known as a gangsta to some
[02:15.050]I got the powers of the gods, acclimated to one
[02:17.520]All these young cats with glocks, tryin' to clear the floor
[02:20.310]I'm old school, when I'm pullin' out my Fearless Four
[02:22.400]Hear the sound of the clap? Bury your face
[02:25.050]'Cause the mag that I pack needs a carryin' case
[02:27.830]I'm not from the Aryan race, but I'll still persecute you
[02:28.330]Ride around in the trunk with a little hole to shoot through
[02:30.490](Verse 6: Ryu)
[02:32.770]I'm "Word Perfect," back in the circuit
[02:35.250]Been...top ten since you were snatchin' purses
[02:37.580]Golf club thug, a nickel and dime hustler
[02:40.050]All them mob flicks are makin' you rhyme tougher
[02:42.650]When the nine clicks, you freeze
[02:44.940]Two sick emcees, get cool quick when I'm shootin' the breeze
[02:47.590]Who's this? Ryu and Tak, with Ap and Celph
[02:49.690]Spittin' heat 'till the plastic melt, watch it
[02:51.790](Outro: Tak & Ryu)
[02:58.150]Claim you wanna stay, but you have to go
[02:59.940]Grab the gun powder, blast the calico
[03:02.410]Time to saddle up, this ain't a talent show
[03:04.640]You wanna battle what? Bullets that travel slow
[03:07.170]Talk, but keep steppin'
[03:09.760]Discrete, false perception
[03:12.850]Talk, but keep steppin'
[03:15.810]Spark with heat weapons