Edge:
Keep claiming I don’t know how to break-out-in-rhyme
And I’l take-out-the-nine or shake-out-ya-spine
I take-out-the-time, but no one every shows-respect
now im looking to snap vertebrates, and I chose-ya-neck
My flows-the-best, but no one ever seems to give me any props
Even though I give one hundred and ten percent on many drops
So now, im rightfully coming to take what belongs to me
because the hip-hop crown, deep down, it longs for me
I gotta go and do work, cause few work, or go as hard as I go
And if you don’t feel the same, I rip ya guts out like lypo
Writing high with typos, words burn the page up like a pyro
Everyone listening to my flow, might go, this boy is psycho
Walking on a tightrope, might just fall over the edge
If you wanna hot sixteen, just call over the Edge
I come with fire, cause my desire is to not expire
Not a liar, always tell the truth, never plots conspire
never get it by ya, im doing my thing for this bitch
rap lives forever, as long as im breathing it wont be dismissed
Shadyfreakzul:
Ever since i heard you speak, never wanna let you leave
Addicted to you, like a girl you stole my heart certainly
Dead legends suffering, wailing for your current state
Big L, Biggie, Tupac, G.O.A.T, where the fuck is forensics
More essence to the game now with the 3-headed monsters
me, edge, element but not much impact like the 3 murdered monsters
I swear if Biggie was alive he would have co-signed me
so i wouldn't go around looking for a deal like oh sign me
I'm not boasting here but i bless mics when i rap call me mic blessing
with hip-cred to lecture wack cats soulja boy the right lesson
Fuck the wack cats i'm putting them on da groung like jedi mind tricks
gayish innuendo like Mathew Perry, they claim they never ride dicks
Funny but we taking hip-hop in our hands now its vital
changing the face,bringing old skool lyricism back is high time
The day edge, element and i came together, hip-hop will never be at its last
even if we pass away like legends,fans will be digging our lyrics like artifacts
Edge:
Hip-hop is dead, help it, quick it needs revival
Handing me the crown is vital for survival
Wer bringing old-school lyricism, back to the table
hip-hops conditions critical, im bout to make it stable
Element:
ya'll be clockin' nines, for a pussy way to out-shine
but i be rockin' rhymes, just to be better looks like your a-sign
anyway lets get serious, your startin' to look delirious
shadyfreak is set imperious, but wack and took mysterious
lady lookin edgy, pushin' bush actin slammer Reggie
mayb related to pileggi, i dout it, grab the left-che nd start actin like a gangsta veggie
im lecherous so just leave, ima be likea leech give me a leash be like a disbelieve
dno why i tryed, must achive, ive changed to rap fillin then gap please believe
might aswell be treacherous who will care?, just like i told him she had an affair
this is just my chance to be a billionaire, sittin in this chair and no reason to compare.
Edge:
Hip-hop is dead, help it, quick it needs revival
Handing me the crown is vital for survival
Wer bringing old-school lyricism, back to the table
hip-hops conditions critical, im bout to make it stable
Edge:
Everything someone says got me buggin-out-like-crazy
everyone views me differently, well fuck-it-now-im-shady
Im feeling stressed out lately, so im on tour blazin
Not getting any props, because I am Caucasian
What you think im not hip hop cause I got a peacoat?
Than come at me and and my crew, and youl find we tote
Guns the size of three boats, and we choke on weed smoke
Ever since I was introduced to rap, my lifes been re-wrote
So fuck you, you should know that hip-hops in my blood
im gunna rep hip-hop til im dead, just burried in the mud
And even down in hell, probably smoking on a dub
Il be reppin hip-hop, showing the street some real love
Because rappers these days, don’t bleed out hip-hop music
Gangsta rap, I choose it, keep it real and never loose it
And maybe after this verse, youl never again mistake my name
So now hand over the crown, allow me to overtake this game
Edge:
Hip-hop is dead, help it, quick it needs revival
Handing me the crown is vital for survival
Wer bringing old-school lyricism, back to the table
hip-hops conditions critical, im bout to make it stable