Battle Royale
[Scratch Intro: DJ E-DuB]
Now our first problem is
Is to find out who is this killer here!
I think this killer's a top assassin!
So many people were killed
No evidence of a squad of men who is too smooth
This man operates like a killing machine
Top assassin
[Hook: Pulse Reaction & A-F-R-O]
Wolverine on the scene (Battle royale!)
A kick in yo spleen (Battle royale!)
Footwear to ya teeth (Battle royale)
Ya'll ain't seein' me
Knuckles on fleek (Battle royale)
Combinations is sweet (Battle royale)
What the fuck do you mean, huh? (Battle royale)
We don't fuck with you, G, what?
This killer's a top assassin
[Verse 1: EKYM1536]
No has been can Entеr the Dragon 'less you eK Man
Iron fist, bеar claw, knife hand, choose yo weapon!
Fresh out the comic book, you Han’s Ant DOOM!
You all buffoons, whom circle jerk on Auto Tune
Special Ops get smoked when I’m waving the Dutch
Spilling they Guts, turn 'em to dust - Puff! - it’s nothing to us!
Master of Malarkey, don't make me put it in park, P!
Onion Head Bastards misplaced like yo car keys
Keep em looking up to ME! like Space eK’s(X)
You can feel it in the mix like Mike on tape decks
Chappelle ya whole skit, should I choose to drip drip
Water torture with the sorcery, live on Netflix
No Women, No Kids don’t apply to the raid!
Who am I, by the sound if you playing charades?
Savage by nature, all I do is remain (SaBa)
With no land back, so I pillage ya brains (eK!)
[Hook: Pulse Reaction & A-F-R-O]
Wolverine on the scene (Battle royale!)
A kick in yo spleen (Battle royale!)
Footwear to ya teeth (Battle royale)
Ya'll ain't seein' me
Knuckles on fleek (Battle royale)
Combinations is sweet (Battle royale)
What the fuck do you mean, huh? (Battle royale)
We don't fuck with you, G, what?
This killer's a top assassin
[Verse 2: Blind Toxic]
Tag along, dropping atom bombs out in Zanzabar
Magma large, Night Rider wheelie, no handle bars
Battle scars, King Kong the way he handles cars
Blind and Fro Thizzle craft a handsome song
Scoop the kief on and then he hands a bong
Strider Ryu hyper combo finish, Marvel vs. Capcom
The coins get stacked long, the stat padding math strong
(Killa here!)
New statistic, the way I rip shit is futuristic
Missile launcher is too balistic
Split your conciousness into a mist bitch
Piss on all of em, intrinsic
A missing scholar with a hit list
Type to burn a misfit with wrists slit
Tried to get lit, ended up with wig split in six hits
Death certificate get writ with misprints
I still kissed it with this lip
[Hook: Pulse Reaction & A-F-R-O]
Knuckles on fleek (Battle royale)
Combinations is sweet (Battle royale)
What the fuck do you mean, huh? (Battle royale)
We don't fuck with you, G, what?
[Verse 3: Felcon]
You can better your life and I’m the living proof
I stay shocking rappers like lightning bolts from Pikachu
When I my pick my tunes, I think it through, I don’t just spit to spit confused
Uplift and live, resist the script and you can start to win not lose
I’m sick of dudes destroying hip hop for a concrete buzz
I don’t spit flames when I rap it’s white phosphorus
I’m conscious but my consciousness is outer space with the gods above
I’ve got the love but self hate don’t help me, I’ve lost enough to know my worth
Stay hopeful on this hopeless earth
Evolve and learn, control your nerve and you can overthrow your worst enemies
One of you, I’m feeling like there’s ten of me
A-F-R-O and Felcon, we're kings with the pen and beats
Killa here (Battle royale)
This killer's a top assassin! (Battle Royale)
[Hook: Pulse Reaction & A-F-R-O]
What the fuck do you mean, huh? (Battle royale)
We don't fuck with you, G, what?
Killa here!
SuperBrownBum!
[Verse 4: SuperBrownBum]
Larry Holmes wore pony’s, Super wore Sauconys
Lottos, in the Long Range of things I play Tonto
Not the sneakers, while you watch porn, I watch Fried Chicken critiquers
Don’t connect to my Bluetooth speaker, either
It’s like a jungle sometimes that makes me run through my mind
To see what gun I could find, and make it rhyme
I got a Rifle, I aim at a Rival upon arrival
SuperBrownBum —> one word, no typo
I can hide the truth inside a lie like a Bible
And step up if you feelin’ semi-suicidal
If this a battle, I want it done my way
Show of hands, who never pissed on the side of a highway?
And who never got pinched just practicin’ Tai Chi
Who don’t need a star like Family Sly sing
Say everybody is a victim on the rhythm
That’s how I’m livin’
(That's how - that's how I'm livin')
[Verse 5: 60 East]
The name is 60 East and I ride for the coast
Nicer than most, on fire like the light for the smoke
Turn rhymers to ghost, I been rising the ropes
Sizing up the goats, and planning my time to approach
It's roach one, got here on my own, you the coach son
Rio 2 Rome stages where I'm getting dough from
This is a close up, now we putting toast up
Winning cuz I applied the game that I soaked up
Now I'm grown up, feeling like the Big Show
After big dough, till you see me next to flip mode
For my zip code, bars got a ship load
Cats claiming they big steppin', but they tip toe
Got a Kiss flow, and I'm after the cheddar
An animal, eating rappers, now I'm Hannibal Lecter
From a radical sector, can’t nobody stop me
The Bone Collector, hockey mask and the hands of Rocky
Let's go
Killa here (Battle royale)
This killer's a top assassin! (Battle Royale)
Killa here (Battle royale)
[Hook: Pulse Reaction & A-F-R-O]
Ya'll ain't seein' me
Knuckles on fleek (Battle royale)
Combinations is sweet (Battle royale)
What the fuck do you mean, huh? (Battle royale)
My name is FRO Thizzle!
Top assassin!
[Verse 6: A-F-R-O]
I be the dominant, hit ‘em right through the heart
When it be the target my friend
Dearly depart 'em, no bargain with him
Behold the starter pin while FRO load up cartridges
Close to come off again, I be cold with the quota common sense
(Come on!)
Andale! I’ma go Amadeu or Amadeus
I’m finna arm the fuse for the bomb to blow up the dais
And sho' nuff, we pray for them innocent beautiful faces
But hold up, I don’t think we can get to mutual basis
But show love, no matter the cost, a new ultimatum
The grown one, go at it to floss, the dude chosen to spray it
I wave the torch up like Thundercat flow
If you can’t catch it entirely, run it back slow
And what I inspire to be is a brother with a grand soul
And you don’t have a chance in Hot Coal Hell
To box with a man to prove this vato won’t fail
The size of an Ox with a grotesque gross smell
[Hook: Pulse Reaction & A-F-R-O]
Wolverine on the scene (Battle royale!)
A kick in yo spleen (Battle royale!)
Footwear to ya teeth (Battle royale)
Ya'll ain't seein' me (Killa here!)
Knuckles on fleek (Battle royale)
Combinations is sweet (Battle royale)
What the fuck do you mean, huh? (Battle royale)
We don't fuck with you, G, what?
[Scratch Outro: DJ E-DuB]
This killer's a top assassin
Killa here!
I think this killer's a top assassin
Killa here!
Is to find out who is this killa here
I think this killer's a top assassin
So many people were killed
No evidence of a squad of men who is too smooth
KIlling machine
Now our first problem is ...