Dark Horses

Kill Miami for the Manchester massive
 Ey Yo
 Haha
 Yeah
 This the official right here
 The Chef
 You know what time it is man
 Raekown
 KRS in the place
 Yeah, Yeah
 Heavy guns on us
 Dope plenty around, you tryna dumb on us
 The getters, the killers, the ninjas
 In the building get real (ha ha)
 Everybody dead, niggas try and front on us
 Fuck you I've been the best since day one
 Now I'm on a track with Raekwon
 I clash an MC and pack the event
 Everybody in the club getting tipsy
 'Cause Jake won/J-Kwon
 I keep telling 'em they can't beat L-U-N-A-R-C
 I'm at a level them limbs can't reach
 That's cool
 But then again c'est la vie
 You could copy my old flow and run with it
 I'm done with it
 I'm too grown for this dumb shit
 Young kids that live with their mum spitting gun lyrics
 And these dumb bitches will suck dicks for bus tickets
 Kill a beat, killer be killed in the streets
 Still couldn't be chill
 Knocking rappers teeth out while the beat spill
 While their brains breakdown, rebuild
 There's an epidemic and my whole team's ill
 Yeah, Yeah
 Heavy guns on us
 Dope plenty around, you tryna dumb on us
 The getters, the killers, the ninjas
 In the building get real (ha ha)
 Everybody dead, niggas try and front on us
 Boom boom, they running
 Pop, ping they ducking
 The beat bangs and it's bumping
 Them gangs be jumping
 You ain't saying something
 we don't wanna hear nothing
 (Shut up)
 I mushed them guys
 You gotta overstand
 You gotta ketchup/catchup like McDonald's fries
 I got the real on the hip
 KRS One spitting the real off the lip
 You gotta overstand
 I do it two ways
 Off the top or written off all day
 This is the reason that I rap
 Or should I say MC
 Or should I say the way I take it back
 You got to see, this how do it I'm a real MC
 Come on everybody follow me
 (Bluh, bluh, bluh, bluh, bluh)
 Yeah, Yeah
 Heavy guns on us
 Dope plenty around, you tryna dumb on us
 The getters, the killers, the ninjas
 In the building get real (ha ha)
 Everybody dead, niggas try and front on us
 Heavy guns on us
 Dope plenty around, you tryna dumb on us
 The getters, the killers, the ninjas
 In the building get real (ha ha)
 Everybody dead, niggas try and front on us
 (Front on us)