Hard Hats And Timbs

[Verse 1: King Syze] Fuck being humble I'ma put it to you plainly A.O.T.P. the best, that's how I feel lately This ain't even rap this is jungle terminology I end your existence and whoever try to ride on me I turn your rhyming game to the Crying Game Y'all [?] made you lost, couldn't hang on my lion's mane Beards in the building, Philly rap forever Type of hip hop that leave you cracked and severed Ever hear the sound of a predator stalking it? I talk the talk man but now a days I'm walking it So simple, can't it be Lyrics outlandishly I'm staying hotter than the Amazon canopy Take a look around, same team, same squad With insane bars, don't quit your day job, okay pa? It's just a warning man, take my advice When it comes to my fam, I'll put your head in a vice Fucker [Scratch Hook] "I just conquer and stomp another rapper with ease" - Big Daddy Kane 'Raw' "So don't try to step to me, cause I ain't the one" - Big Daddy Kane 'Raw' [Verse 2: Reef The Lost Cauze] This sound like Noreaga in '98 The stories that I create through hunger or simple taste I can speak to anyone until they get it straight My name hold weight that's money in the bank I got the finest piff rolled in a Monte Cristo My body's a temple, pussy, Patron and pistols Sell crystals to get rich yo Avoid the Feds and these snitch, bitch bro's yo That was the plan, till I saw the light That came from live niggas becoming falling life I put it all on mic where I was saved at Keep it moving, don't even listen to playback A fraud, y'all been playing that roll since way back My voice was mastered off the ADAT We don't play that, show up where your place at ASAP in all black hats like A-Trak And let you taste bats Nigga face fact It's Eso, Syze and Reef, they can't hate that [Scratch Hook] [Verse 3: Esoteric] A.O.T.P. the only way to start a rhyme Those letters make your heart pump double time Gutter lines, don't egg him on he's a G guy Megatron verses Lebanon Levi I'm a weapon on de-fi, stepping on knee high [?] and reply they bodied by the sea side Fuck your temp dates I crush tenth place My raps don't fit on ten plates they bend straight You can't afford bars from me cause your rents late I'm like Rosie Grier coming out of Penn State I got a feeling I'm a psychotic civilian I'm Michael Carter Williams with the rock I'm dealing Mass native of Philly [?] on your grilly Castrate up until he Gets sprayed up on ceiling For rapping 'bout a milli, willie only got a 5 to his name Me and Syze run the game, Pharaoh biz that's our lane Hyena shit, deep in the layer Me and the mic got bond tight like Reef and Isiah [Scratch Hook] "Second to none, making MC's run So don't try to step to me, cause I ain't the one" "Stomp another rapper" "Out of their misery"