Requiem (feat. Tech N9ne)

Before I start this album There are a couple of things I gotta address I mean, it'll only be right Strange Music Yeah Some people didn't wanna say it Fuck 'em Left, go left, go left, right, left Left, go left, go left, right, left Left, go left, go left, right, left Left, go left, go left, right, left Who we gotta kill? It's obvious They done drew first blood, phlebotomist I'm on top, I think I forgot what the bottom is But look at the homies with me here and I brought 'em in I'll turn your empire to an Ottoman I'm a God still getting stoned, monolith One up top like Mozzy if you a mausoleum Show Marx like Karl, communist Sorry mama I don't mean to contradict the kinda hits But I been like konami grippin' choppers on some Contra shit I set precedents and I don't wanna politic So I'ma get to duckin' convos about what Donald did But I got a vendetta, I'm anonymous Every opposite, down low weird, now synonymous I should just change my name to Dr. Iso 'Cause I just wanna figure out what the fuck the problem is Boy I got a problem with these faggot ass fans They be switching up and can't use logic in the comments Since then I was never signed and got bread from all kind of shit But now they hate the brand that helped who they still rocking with Some of y'all are still cool, this is not a diss I'm thinkin': what if me and Twisted ended up squashing it? We could do a tour, end all that commenting Y'all have been talking shit see me In person and get your noggin' split But my greatest enemy of all is this My flesh fear go hoarding all these carcasses I'ma box with a monster inside of it That's about to climb out of my esophagus Gluttony, lust, envy, wrath, pride again Was it greed, fuck it eat 'til the sloth is in Run inside of Iso's castle get to slaughtering [?] witness kill the hostages I showed you motherfuckers love from the beginning I still show love It's like you didn't want me to make it I'll go to war with all you motherfuckers homie But I'm at war with myself Matter fact, Tech say something Somethin' switched up, fuckin' hiccups Jump we can thump if a chump wanna get nuts Dump on a bitch trust, if you diss us Pumpin' a stick buss, every hater get fucked Nothing discussed, anybody with fuss Bucks in the gut is the luck of a sick fuck Stuck with a bishop, cause a mix up Funk I'ma disrupt, shut a nigga lips up! One of a kind, you niggas gonna resign When you get a whiff of the gift, I mean the gun of the N9ne Put some in ya mind, if you thinkin' of comin' for slime Hunter for crime, but I buss in a drummer's design (Funny day though) When they be typin' thinkin' they tough (What he say though?) He wanna fight us he feelin' rough (When he playdough we fatal, ask the true nigga TaeBo) Militant niggas don't give a fuck! Never cease ta beast ya 'Cause we Khalifahs, please the heater When I make you meet the Reaper The piece to meat decrease the beef and eat ya Decease a thief the chief'll seat ya deeper! He don't wanna come into my killer metropolis 'Cause when he use to come around he feel a necropolis He know that me and Scooby and Makzilla be poppin' it Nigga be Op'n it, lead is gonna fill the esophagus Tech's the best flow, the flexing threshold Steadily goin' up and can expect the death... toll Next foe sendin' threats to Neb know We red bro's head and necks go like Esco Shit that was said, Niggas would never admit 'cause they'd rather Commit to the cred, instead of gettin' this bread So we takin' a moment to remember the dead niggas!