Lifters

[Verse 1] [Chokeules] Another heater from the Burner,sparking lighter fluide If you can find a crew that's any hotter, fine, then do it Now, what kind of music echoes from the catacombs Home is where the heart is ,so the heartless never had a home You just stumbled on to something amazing Rap royalty, like mummification Put this in your playlist, add it to your favorites Bookmark the pages anywhere our name is Shameless promotion, devotion Make crazy moves while they do The Locomotion Overthrowing the throne in a moment When I'm in the zone opponents will know it [More Or Les] Science! Energy I release when I'm on stage reveals The Higgs boson is real It's a red letter day for rap, and particle theory Like Zefram Cochrane after World War 3 Meet this alien the rap trends I spit at them In the face with the lyrics like Roberto Alomar Catch the taste and appearance, and commercials It's not a reversal For missing talents, this is a challange To any lithe rapper trying skip the calisthenics They're no menace, didn't feel it, we can tell from the forensics They can pad out their steeze with devices and boasts But I have what you need and my prices are low [Hook]X2 We're in the red zone! Next level, 'till they carving out our headstones Check levels, then we end up in your headphones Don't fight it, or you might just get your head flown [Verse 2] [Timbuktu] Wiling, styling, Violent rhyming Like Barack Obama to your crazy Joe Biden Amy Winehouse to your Miley Cyrus So, go toss a salad with a Thousand Islands I ain't stressing the dressing Molesting the rhyme scheme, chopping that neck that your protecting Next, drop of the ball, all perplexing Y'all the oldest, dropping the ball, I'm not impressed. Tim Came to ladle the flavor, and maybe later Make a hater take a sniff of the glove that he can savor Fitting the description, it's us! You know the players The usual suspects, crush you with the data, yeah! [Worburglar] Whack-free, not attached to crack contractually Just stacking up factory, laughing at rappers' cavities Holes in their heads, clueless beyond reality Saying nothing (Ughhhhhh...), Like a zombie Master P I'm moving at max speed, eating Mac and Cheese In a haberdashery, putting the slash in your daiquiri Now that's classy! Magic like The Gathering Flavour Stable's fresh, even Gavin has been lathering Wordburg! Even when I crash it's a masterpiece Scads a vac's a mad (?), cause our pads are catastrophes Throwing rocks in your glass menagerie To get you knowing we're fast, like trying to pass in a traffic freeze [Hook]X2