[Intro]
Irineo

[Verse 1: Rebel Legato]
I cook rap with a recipe
Gave a little bit before but now they want the rest of me
And if you want it then get it but swear you gotta wrestle me
My muddy-pawed dogs
Get a glass of that empathy
Don't give me none your sympathy
I want it all in infamy
Up until the day the Lord decide to send for me
Don't let my girl sin for me, nah
Little epiphany
Might just be the piff in me
I've been lethal since I showed up
Search got 'em at the door I ask em' what's the hold up?
While pigs eating donuts I've been moving through the summer
Packs on my - back on a mission for the come up
Fear my name when it's brought up
Scary motherfuckers clinch when a mac roll up
I net work til my net worth like ten different digits
Got demons in my kitchen like I'm cooking raw tension
Nah I ain't nervous because I ain't show it on the surface
I just spit it so they know the worth is, Look
[Verse 2: Terminal Knowledge]
He's been strapped to a leash since he was in pampers
Indecent creep with a past between free and fleeing from capture
At least be a decent actor, gussied up for the cameras
Just because you can rap don't mean you should be a rapper
He's a slacker
Backwards like reading Hebrew
Demand that you free my people
Foreseeing a geohazard
These are your last words so plead for a plea bargain
Seek a priest or a pastor to sweetheart me and speak jargon
Been holding the fort down for my forefathers
Patrolling from north-south over your township
Spoken like true chauvinist pork product
Soldiers of brute force in a ford Crown Vic
Plain clothes cuffin your ankles
Same old same old
Puffing a vega
I'm straight
Finna maintain patience and wait
Stank face plain taking the cake and it tastes great baby

[Verse 3: Bruce Bayne]
Kick in the door and it's fuck the welcome mat
I'm low-key man, you can tell I'm under that
The mission before was to go to hell and back
But we stay there, Stank Face well adapt
Rinoplast with iPhone apps
Detox your rybonucleaic acid in form of albino black kid
You're standing by a biohazard shit you might imagine
About that life, semi-autobiographic
Man, my bitch be bad but like a bad habit
I'm caught up still with her I'm a bad bandit
The pussy mean
I'm mad at it
I mean infatuated
She's like "what's in fashion?"
Had it down pat that it could have been patented
This paragraph worth of text
Telling you shit you heard before
How come your ass don't love me no more bitch?
The motive has always been money over emotions
I'm a remote click away from Oprah
Meaning that I'm on my own shit
[Verse 4: Acumental]
I got a cigarette addiction and pornography hobby
Started diddling my dick and shot a wad in my jockeys
What a mess!
We rhyme like behemoths
Rise like a phoenix
Son got the mind of a genius
I'm tweaking yo
It isn't feasible to meet your goal
Cause I'm a greedy ogre out to beat the clock and seize the moment
A reefer smoking ganja fiend with mesothelioma
Got Irineo up on the beat
So grab the weed and roll it
Chillin' at Roscoe's
Chicken and waffles
Living in brothels
Indica tickle my tonsils, ugh
The archaeologist digging up fossils
Bark homonyms our job is to belittle imposters
So yeah we're doing it and doing it well
Stank Face looking like I don't approve of the smell
Get Sirius, I'm Backspin and y'all OutQ
Clown shoes Ac killing off scoundrels

[Verse 5: Loud Mouth]
It's that spic off crack crime
Get a nickel back dime
Through a niddle in the middle of a pickle snack time
Pissing on your kitty litter
Why you salty?
Why you bitter?
Hit a lick after the liquor
Snicker at bitches who bicker
Wicka wicka womp bite a brick and get stomped
Beat your head in like a Tom
I'm starving like ramadan
Body in a box toss it off by the docks
Bacardi and oxycots retarded can hardly walk
Face down in a puddle; bloody lips bloody knuckles
Give your bitch something to suckle
Bet I'll fuck but never cuddle
Suck my dick blow a bubble
Don't say nothing keep it subtle
Now she saying I'm a prick like the feeling of my stubble
No precaution, pogo hoppin', photo dodging
Cholo people shooting because the southside fucking looking like Chernobyl
Treated like a peasant yet they want me to act noble
Wear a shirt, a tie, comply
Smile in every photo
Y'all must be shitting me
Fat cat for the infamy
Plat Plat at the enemy
Orchestrating my symphony
Dead or alive but they won't take me willingly
Damn paranoia got my whole body twitching G