Hail Razor

[Verse 1: A La $ole] I'm running with some of the illest flows Pro Era bringing the ruckus, we killed them all Brawl or fall, keeping this shit above it I buzz like a bumble, drop jaws whenever I rumble You said you write rhymes, but it sound like you got carpal tunnel Or arthritis, I might just all night this This priceless so how you gon' change overnight, kid? My style all wild, chapow, you floored now Jump out and stake in my waters until you all drown Revealing you all now, fake cats get put to sleep The young vet, we hold the minds that you perceive I bump shit from Long Beach, I call it treason My nigga I'll take your soul, kick your shit for no reason You fools doo-doo, better off being neutral Cause I go cuckoo, the serial and then I nuke you Sexy bitch, the kamasutru', I make them useful Shorties tried to lock me down, but that's that shit I'm used to This shit is crucial, fuck Facebook, our friends ain't mutual I won't remove you, I'll just let the karma shoot you This what the brew do, 40 ounce, I'm fucking with sours You niggas cowards, softer than towels, the world is ours [Verse 2: Dessy Hinds] Check the verbal attack, it's early in the rap To leave you in a surgical strap Then get your verse dispursed with a thirst for snipping raps All killers scrap with a thriller latch You got a sick beat? My heartbeat sicker, call it a iller batch They think the RZA's back or the GZA's back or the Jigga's back Nah sorry to disappoint it's just this nigga killing tracks With no complications from this skilled content playing Leave you contemplating from the combinations of your compilations And I never fathom just get at 'em with every last atom Subtract then add em to the battle list That can't scrap with some animals Stay with the antidote for those that always have MC fear For you know the regular Beast Coast But the coast gonna never be clear He'll always kill the style because it don't get better by each year Each other minute a missing life just becomes a leap year Cause after life it's known we coming after life Niggas couldn't see him after life With half the mics he killed in the after life Could you pass the mic for the train of thoughts of assasin knights? A shot at every verse with the IllMinded is the one you have to snipe.(Nigga).. Ughh...What y'all really want? [Verse 3: CJ Fly] Ain't ever meet someone iller, then some meat with salmonella We go in with the flow like salmon in the river Made so many hits, no catch 22 Gotta drive to get the cake you old bats better batter up too We got the mitts to beat you Go ahead or go long It's me who ya' killin' I'm always feeling her up Love letting me hold the cups, shit get frisky Up for grabs like ooooo I hear the liquid cat's fishy We'll just wait till this dogs finish his swimming Catch it when we catch it threw it at me, a conflict in the kitchen Palms of fingers itching Figured out if I'm killing 'em then that's gon make me richer This money ain't a joke I won't play dumb so I won't get it A instrumental tempo strings to make it come to spin it The truth I bent it, the rules I bend it Taking selfies with fans, we 'pendent Steal your girl, my crew's some fuckin' bandits Could you imagine in a year I don't have my fucking pendant? Fly! [Outro: CJ Fly] (2x) Sharp off the tongue like the blade of a razor Never takin' orders like a goddamn waiter Reppin' New York like my name Walt Frazier Man, my mom a angel but I been a hell raiser