Requiem

Before I start this album
 There are a couple of things I gotta address
 I mean, it'll only be right
 Strange Music
 Yeah
 Some people didn't wanna say it
 Fuck 'em
 Left, go left, go left, right, left
 Left, go left, go left, right, left
 Left, go left, go left, right, left
 Left, go left, go left, right, left
 Who we gotta kill? It's obvious
 They done drew first blood, phlebotomist
 I'm on top, I think I forgot what the bottom is
 But look at the homies with me here and I brought 'em in
 I'll turn your empire to an Ottoman
 I'm a God still getting stoned, monolith
 One up top like Mozzy if you a mausoleum
 Show Marx like Karl, communist
 Sorry mama I don't mean to contradict the kinda hits
 But I been like konami grippin' choppers on some Contra shit
 I set precedents and I don't wanna politic
 So I'ma get to duckin' convos about what Donald did
 But I got a vendetta, I'm anonymous
 Every opposite, down low weird, now synonymous
 I should just change my name to Dr. Iso
 'Cause I just wanna figure out what the fuck the problem is
 Boy I got a problem with these faggot ass fans
 They be switching up and can't use logic in the comments
 Since then I was never signed and got bread from all kind of shit
 But now they hate the brand that helped who they still rocking with
 Some of y'all are still cool, this is not a diss
 I'm thinkin': what if me and Twisted ended up squashing it?
 We could do a tour, end all that commenting
 Y'all have been talking shit see me
 In person and get your noggin' split
 But my greatest enemy of all is this
 My flesh fear go hoarding all these carcasses
 I'ma box with a monster inside of it
 That's about to climb out of my esophagus
 Gluttony, lust, envy, wrath, pride again
 Was it greed, fuck it eat 'til the sloth is in
 Run inside of Iso's castle get to slaughtering
 [?] witness kill the hostages
 I showed you motherfuckers love from the beginning
 I still show love
 It's like you didn't want me to make it
 I'll go to war with all you motherfuckers homie
 But I'm at war with myself
 Matter fact, Tech say something
 Somethin' switched up, fuckin' hiccups
 Jump we can thump if a chump wanna get nuts
 Dump on a bitch trust, if you diss us
 Pumpin' a stick buss, every hater get fucked
 Nothing discussed, anybody with fuss
 Bucks in the gut is the luck of a sick fuck
 Stuck with a bishop, cause a mix up
 Funk I'ma disrupt, shut a nigga lips up!
 One of a kind, you niggas gonna resign
 When you get a whiff of the gift, I mean the gun of the N9ne
 Put some in ya mind, if you thinkin' of comin' for slime
 Hunter for crime, but I buss in a drummer's design
 (Funny day though) When they be typin' thinkin' they tough
 (What he say though?) He wanna fight us he feelin' rough
 (When he playdough we fatal, ask the true nigga TaeBo)
 Militant niggas don't give a fuck!
 Never cease ta beast ya
 'Cause we Khalifahs, please the heater
 When I make you meet the Reaper
 The piece to meat decrease the beef and eat ya
 Decease a thief the chief'll seat ya deeper!
 He don't wanna come into my killer metropolis
 'Cause when he use to come around he feel a necropolis
 He know that me and Scooby and Makzilla be poppin' it
 Nigga be Op'n it, lead is gonna fill the esophagus
 Tech's the best flow, the flexing threshold
 Steadily goin' up and can expect the death... toll
 Next foe sendin' threats to Neb know
 We red bro's head and necks go like Esco
 Shit that was said,
 Niggas would never admit 'cause they'd rather
 Commit to the cred, instead of gettin' this bread
 So we takin' a moment to remember the dead niggas!