Ultimate Force (feat. The Real Dmt)

Wildfire spittin' in every single direction

Burn it all, aid the natural selection, cure the infection

Slice a victim, check the symptom, bullshit is throughout the system

Lack of rhythm, no syllabic delivery the affliction

We gon' get 'em, eradicatin' abomination

With Odd Couple DMT, the Voltron combination

It's domination suppression, firin' shoulder rockets

Walkin', shakin' planet Brolicarmy, you cannot stop it

Valhalla's goblet, I guzzle and blast gun muzzle

Goin' loud, no infiltration, we're like, "Fuck subtle"

The blood puddle an undertaker, the Muckraker

Competition usually ending up with a pacemaker

Heart regulator, army make ya blood curdle

Castrate ya musically, spinning blanks, you're infertile

Commercial while we administer God's gift

Better listen to spinnin' of Sinista and Rob Swift

No man's land, catch these hands, you can't stand

To the force of the musical power at our command

Splittin' the atom, vibration walk in destruction, creation

Spinning planetary rings, rockin' with the constellations

Better get medical professional on call

Ain't no politickin', no Bernie, no Ron Paul

Schmoes with no flows or skill who want it all

Getting stuffed in the tube and shot like cannonball

Mumble rap attack, no skill, DJ whack

Where that real hip hop at? Bring it back

Sacrificing the genre to make a couple dollars

Label holdin' leash to chain, it's just a platinum collar

That quick-slip to the left with a hook to the right and the bells are ringin'

End to the competition, listen to the obese women singin'

Goliath, I'm breathing fire and eating rocks

Classified a deadly weapon, we gon' knock 'em out the box

Better vanish off of the planet, we're comin' for you, dammit

Where the cuts are landing, you will not recover the damage

No amount of bandage, no magical meditation

Gonna save ya from standing in the way of our rampagin'

We sky-scraping, burning the paper that pay the piper

People sheepin', they sleepin', they dead meat when they meet the tiger

Bleed fire, my blood pump pain and octane

Anatomically atomic, radiation in my veins

Deranged, launchin' lyric artillery long range

Bullseye, hit that whack bullshit to splatter brains

They maintain in slow lane, they so lame

You got hooked on garbage, you crash like cocaine