Airborne Rangers

Rap slash out these battleship torpedoes that'll rip through

Your fragile ego, ransack your evil empire like I was genghis

The con artist, fiendish, on target, laser beam shift

Trackin' your movements like the pentagon

Disarm the meanest lookin' studio prankster

Endangered, we airborne rangers with the broken language

Absorbin' blows then regain my strength (what? )

The chinese connection game of death

You might see me in the reflection in the chain on his neck

Controllin' these mikes while he aimin' his tec

Coward breakin' a sweat

Steady shakin' his shit

Couldn't even hold it still 'cause his hands was all wet

Said we a threat 'cause we the heaviest

And with a (strobe? ) blockin' his progress you'll never be fresh

You can't murdalize a survivalist

Fool we thrive on this shit, the third eye is too swift

All we gotta do is provide the music, uh

Don't need a lac on deez to make your bitch hop on my lap

And lap on these, lavishin' please don't tease

To all these way-below-average mcs

You gon' stay below, don't wish, that's just how it's gon' be

My style is on levels unattainable, recyclable and reusable

But not biodegradable so don't confuse 'em

They last eternal, evil gas that's acid turned

When I spit it, unmatched fashion over da riddim

Unabashedly, leave sights on the extreme sides of gassing

Mike mastery, necessary steps to make you genuflect

I reflect the genuine and accept

Nothing less than your respect in excess

I wasn't expecting the success that I met

When I grabbed my shit and left command

Won't let it get too ahead, I got a check on that

Check your spice rack, it's certain elements you lack

We combust when we contact

Come correct with the contract

Show respect when we stomp packs

Been prepped for the combat

Got the specs of your launchpad

Snatch ya bitch when we rock that

Interception, she out back

Undressed off the twomp sack, blessed off the cognac

Take her back, we don't want that, no not that

I don't rap for the money but I'm lovin' that it pays well

Sometimes I kick a strange tale, make your brain swell

Souls tighter than lifers sittin' in the same cell

I never listen to the drama that a dame sell

I'm tryin' to make that mail so I soaked the game well

I know the spell from the rattle of a snake's tail

When a hard nigga spray, and the enemy's layin' pale

I'm with a female, that was waitin', make her exhale I'm double

X-l like the magazine &

And f**k the drug but I can show you what a rappin' fiend is

Perhaps my team is not the type to act the meanest

But on my birth, you're just a falling earth,

You gettin smacked to venus

Dicks are jackin' the penis so your label accept

'cause you ain't able to rap or able to wreck

I'm claimin' respect with rappin' that'll strangle your neck

Claim you're a vet but still I'm makin you jet, shakin' the set

I'm ubiquitous on three hundred and fifty cubic inches

Of horse-powered fuel injection, positive traction

Throttlin' action, my prerogative's idlin'

Mind bogglin' speed tobogganin' streets of oakland

With english on english, the kingpin

Swingin' like charlie mingus,

High-wire torch-swallowin' spine tinglin'

Break your vertebraes with permanent tourniquettes

Firm burn your sternum like nerve gas and germ, warfare

Hor, d'oerve ya serve ya sequoia heights is sterling

Vintage, coinage of terms eccentric

Circumventin' the industry

While your fate remains in the chains of imagery portrayed

In mass media hype, we smash media rights through mikes

Crash through the core at the speed of the light

I'm (rianiti? ) on ice, graffiti on mikes

The beaters are white, forever sweet and precise for me to ignite

Uh!

We combust when we contact

So come correct with the contract

Show respect when we stomp packs

We been prepped for the combat

Got the specs of your launchpad

Snatch ya bitch when we rock that

Interception, she out back

Undressed off the twomp sack, blessed off the cognac

Take her back, we don't want that, no not that

Never that

We combust when we contact

So come correct with the contract

Show respect when we stomp packs

We been prepped for the combat

Got the specs of your launchpad

Snatch ya bitch when we rock that

Interception, she out back

Undressed off the twomp sack, blessed off the cognac

Take her back, we don't want that, no not that, uh