One mic
Me and mage, makin a name for ourselves, spittin wit passion
This is just normal 007 ready for action
Bustin my gat quick, always ready for war
Comin back well, like we need to settle the score
Lets sever these whores…. check out the methods I use
I hate people that get all jealous cuz im better than you
We ready for crews, step to me, you get battered and bruised
But im way off the scale, you cant measure my fuse
Can you see, the delightful way I flow to the beat
When we target wins, some herbs go for defeat
I’ve hurd people sayin they hot, when they rollin wit freaks
How you gonna cope, wit me and mage patrollin’ the streets??
Fuck the beef, all that work, for the guy to go and retreat
I aint wit that, so imma jus’ continue holdin the heat
We steppin up our game for this, so it aint basic
Some emcees think they hot, but they was jus’ stuck in the matrix
Face it ,we ace bitch, watch as I demonstrate this
Faithful, creation, threatenin different nations
Believe me, we bringin lyrics too hot for the T.V.
Battle either of us, you’ll have to “phone home”, just like E.T.

We believe in the hype, to battle us you need to be tite
Like Common, you best believe we both seein “the light”
Its one mic and lyrical mage, getting yo’ speaker blastin
I’d advise not to battle us, cuz it sparks a bad reaction (2X)

lyrical mage
time fo mage but the mics already started smoking
one mic just left and mcees already started choking
we a couple of niggas that just became yo resident
sending down flame storms onto yo little settlement
most mcees we come across know they lyrical fate
but some die horrificly cause they try to abnegate
yo crews abject...aw shit hes crying get a tissue
at least god havent killed you like he did abihu
im a hustler i addle niggas wit great comfusion
disapearin from the pigs is my other great Illusion
the booths on fire the mic melting wit blue flames
sparks fly as the heat start meltin yo crew brains
I send lyrical spells,like a abyss of firey hells
I put slugs in u that come out as empty shells
so start dodging my rhymes cause we aint faking
we the grim reaper and yo soul fo da taking

We believe in the hype, to battle us you need to be tite
Like Common, you best believe we both seein “the light”
Its one mic and lyrical mage, getting yo’ speaker blastin
I’d advise not to battle us, cuz it sparks a bad reaction (2X)

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