Verse 1 (Keen) hotter than Phoenix when I rise from the ashes this posse track will incite the masses ninety six bars, an alcoholic's wet dream hit you with six-sixteens call me Jeffrey Epstein, ya fucked it's Keen and Hazey on a crew track we got you stuck like a fly on a glue trap new cats come into the game but they too wack move back before we suffocate you with the boom bap true facts, keep your boots strapped and your eyes wide I paint life's blank canvas til it's tie dyed sipping mai tais out of coconut cups like a stick of dynamite we bout to blow the fuck up think you hitting home runs when you come against me I throw it back like you hit the shit at Wrigley the second I stepped in I was like Griffey a born legend rookies, welcome to the big leagues Verse 2 (Eclyse) Verse 3 (Hazey) bout to kill it on this posse track, chainsaw and hockey mask no copycats just real emcees who prolly rap circles around this giant circus of clowns cuz my purpose is exterminate the worthless I've found always searching em out, come a dime a dozen wack rappers act dapper at the time they buzzin they superfluous, inferior, think about their rhymes my superb flow is superior, I bring it all the time no days off, every minute every hour underneath a monkshood like the poisonous flower try to reach the outer limits when I spit it getting louder cowards out of breath exhausted pant like trousers come around the crew we'll deny your preconceptions writing rhymes on scrolls and send a pigeon each direction seek protection if you're weak, we speak instead no need for weapons and attack with our vocals til you get the freaking message Verse 4 (Dayz) Y’all should heed me grab my CD press play E with more aliases than Art Vandelay / so y’all make way verbal kaleidoscope display catchin’ trails dirt under nails shout ole / for this bullshit fighter underground torch lighter quasi quasar superstar never shined brighter / you MC biter you wanna take what I write you might as well try and take my life but you not quite / verbally horrific like a night in a hostel what’s up tough guy I’ll smack that coke out your nostril / like a fossil my style is embedded and studied Scarface bathtub leave the scene bloody / Better use the buddy system cause the only way one of y’alls comin’ back check the way I dissed ’em / I frisked ’em like Jake puffin’ shake on a wake and bake for heavens sake E came to regenerate / power up what the fuck y’all puzzled awe struck pluck nerves and strings audio offerings / hardcore cats I know they’re softenin’ there’s a standing ovation when the crowd’s applausin’ him / plausible then dividends triple ten I guess I’m just a ripple in the time space continuum / off set equilibrium drop gems now and then a rockin’ MC yeah sometimes I’m embellishin’ / relish in the limelight y’all can’t rhyme tight leave you inaudible speakin’ like a mime might / hindsight 20/20 mad dog guzzlin’ leave the world buzzin’ when E done does it man / on this beat that’s looped up I’m feelin’ cooped up your girl will get scooped up word up to bad luck / well it’s E the ridiculous spittin’ well written scripts if you doubtin’ this ante up and place your chips bitch what!?!

Verse 1 (Keen) hotter than Phoenix when I rise from the ashes this posse track will incite the masses ninety six bars, an alcoholic's wet dream hit you with six-sixteens call me Jeffrey Epstein, ya fucked it's Keen and Hazey on a crew track we got you stuck like a fly on a glue trap new cats come into the game but they too wack move back before we suffocate you with the boom bap true facts, keep your boots strapped and your eyes wide I paint life's blank canvas til it's tie dyed sipping mai tais out of coconut cups like a stick of dynamite we bout to blow the fuck up think you hitting home runs when you come against me I throw it back like you hit the shit at Wrigley the second I stepped in I was like Griffey a born legend rookies, welcome to the big leagues Verse 2 (Eclyse) Verse 3 (Hazey) bout to kill it on this posse track, chainsaw and hockey mask no copycats just real emcees who prolly rap circles around this giant circus of clowns cuz my purpose is exterminate the worthless I've found always searching em out, come a dime a dozen wack rappers act dapper at the time they buzzin they superfluous, inferior, think about their rhymes my superb flow is superior, I bring it all the time no days off, every minute every hour underneath a monkshood like the poisonous flower try to reach the outer limits when I spit it getting louder cowards out of breath exhausted pant like trousers come around the crew we'll deny your preconceptions writing rhymes on scrolls and send a pigeon each direction seek protection if you're weak, we speak instead no need for weapons and attack with our vocals til you get the freaking message Verse 4 (Dayz) Y’all should heed me grab my CD press play E with more aliases than Art Vandelay / so y’all make way verbal kaleidoscope display catchin’ trails dirt under nails shout ole / for this bullshit fighter underground torch lighter quasi quasar superstar never shined brighter / you MC biter you wanna take what I write you might as well try and take my life but you not quite / verbally horrific like a night in a hostel what’s up tough guy I’ll smack that coke out your nostril / like a fossil my style is embedded and studied Scarface bathtub leave the scene bloody / Better use the buddy system cause the only way one of y’alls comin’ back check the way I dissed ’em / I frisked ’em like Jake puffin’ shake on a wake and bake for heavens sake E came to regenerate / power up what the fuck y’all puzzled awe struck pluck nerves and strings audio offerings / hardcore cats I know they’re softenin’ there’s a standing ovation when the crowd’s applausin’ him / plausible then dividends triple ten I guess I’m just a ripple in the time space continuum / off set equilibrium drop gems now and then a rockin’ MC yeah sometimes I’m embellishin’ / relish in the limelight y’all can’t rhyme tight leave you inaudible speakin’ like a mime might / hindsight 20/20 mad dog guzzlin’ leave the world buzzin’ when E done does it man / on this beat that’s looped up I’m feelin’ cooped up your girl will get scooped up word up to bad luck / well it’s E the ridiculous spittin’ well written scripts if you doubtin’ this ante up and place your chips bitch what!?!