Enter the symphony and prepare for bangin' calibration

Hustle in villainy but beware of a sick combination

Buk and Dox with Glocks and clips, we're bringin' the apocalypse

And you best stay on top of it 'cause there won't be no stoppin' this

Started this shift that we sinkin', haters jump ship, fear we're syncin'

Think of us leavin' this bitch, we made for this, what was they thinkin'?

No forgiveness, second chances when legions of bars advances

We will mob and make our stand and you will get no second glances

I got bars for days, can spit, throw them bitches like hand grenades

Get vicious for the fuck of it, enough of this, smack a fan today

Leavin' with no consolation, time been up for conversation

Y'all will be forgotten, they will write our name in constellations

You were never meant to step inside The Horde and leave alive

Not possible to pull a sword but strike if you wish to survive

There will be no livin', we givin' 'em fuckin' nothin' yet

'Cause we been sayin' since the beginning that it was comin'

We loaded up and all prepared for war

And yeah, I swear that we don't care no more

It's finally time to ride! Luger, nightshade and a pair of Glocks

Now are you ready for the paradox? Are you ready for it

Don't wanna see me comin' out the door with duffel bag, hard case, and more

That means it's time to ride!

Pull the night raids, now they're scared for blocks

And we're not ready for the paradox

They wasn't ready for it!

Intercontinental missiles guaranteed to leave you crippled

Pistol cold and chrome and it gon' rip right through the bone and gristle

Got the venom of a Gaboon viper, in the pit, an in-tune fighter

Words are fuel, just bring a lighter, rivals found burned, yeah, I might have

Everything in motion emotional, get the notion

To unload into your homes with explosions and leave you frozeThey underestimated, counted me out, and took bets I'd never make it

Now mistaken, shadows of doubt, these robbers leave 'em naked

Enter the Dragon and bag 'em, then haul the bodies

I'm paradin' them bastards in wagons like it was Mardi Gras

Taste blood like The Ottomans, cast black magic like Saruman

No feelings like the chosen one, filled with hate since a Padawan

Give us a reason for treason, the gloves are comin' off

On demons and thieves, now this heathen no longer suffer y'all

Mentally astute, I got the balls, I'm breakin' through the loop

We crack the pillars, watch the roof go down in smoke, we learn from truth

We loaded up and all prepared for war

And yeah, I swear that we don't care no more

It's finally time to ride! Luger, nightshade and a pair of Glocks

Now are you ready for the paradox? Are you ready for it

Don't wanna see me comin' out the door with duffel bag, hard case, and more

That means it's time to ride!

Pull the night raids, now they're scared for blocks

And we're not ready for the paradox

They wasn't ready for it!