Somebody's Gotta Do It

[Verse 1: Hostyle] We're not maniacs, mainly pack poems to fuck up domes Break microphones, stomp bones Brought out your ass real fast, with the raw shit In battles they forfeit Mess around and all get done With the one, two he fronting like you could do me something My crew be hunting down ducks cause they rhyme sucks See my style's outrageous Listening to it, it gets contagious Comes in all flavors Cause demolition while switching my style Search and found Screwball in town You deep in denial Get a salary for putting heads in the gallery You've been exposed to travesty Hostyle your majesty Forgot about the MC's you thought was hot Plus they soft like a twat I bring panic like a gunshot [Hook: Hostyle] Damn right I'm repping out the QB section Corner sinners pack weapons, somebody's gotta do it Crime scene is a blood bath Who cleans up the aftermath? Huh, somebody's gotta do it Slanging powders, makes the blood turn sour So we yearn for this power, cause somebody's gotta do it Critics don't pursue it Just say "Screw it" Too deep to get into it, somebody's gotta do it