Full Force

[Verse 1: Block McCloud] This chick loves the arguing, the bickering and beefing She’s giving me a reason? I’m kicking her teeth in This isn’t the season, she thinks that it’s chill But I’m heated, sick of all the bitching and screaming She’s a witch and a demon but I’m sick in the head, bitch Feeling neglected, twisted, demented Now pissed and short-tempered, flip for no reason She block punching niggas in the face just for breathing Underground events, we be stomping out an MC Tempt me, sucker die fuck around ? Throw all my energy to Protools and kick a rap Recorded an album with the Snowgoons, they rip the tracks While my bitch opening old wounds like picking scabs I’m still running this old-school shit like ditching cabs And pinching sacks and stomping coke If I wasn’t getting richer now I’d say I’d gone for broke [Hook: Sifu Versus] {x2} So better run, you don’t wanna get dumped and played Cause we’re worldwide, worldwide, Trojan Horse style Get the fuck up and run, game over, shit is done When the Snowgoons strike full force, get your ass up, Trojan Horse [Verse 2: King Syze] Fuck your alternate fight, I’d rather alternately strike When my mic ignites, short fuse explode your life Catch me late night fiending for the mic Never forgive and forget, fuck you and your peace pipe Ever approach me better have plans to roast me I know roach when I see em and I watch em closely Be on the look out for snakes and rats So when they try to break you down they only scrape your back I speak militant plus work ethic is diligent When I’m getting ignorant, equivalence is killing s**t Dudes better chill man, I’m back to my saving grace Never hold me down yo my brain is an amazing place Get it and go, the illest nigga you know He stay getting that dough plus he cool at the shows He stay patient, one day at a time But he’ll break your fucking head if you step out of line [Hook] [Verse 3: Faez One] There’s many wicked ways that I can get my beast on Keep your hands off my plate when I’m getting my feast on Niggas I’m fresh, you ain’t on the shit that I be on What I spit now will be studied for aeons Ridiculous flow you ain’t never heard of Sick in the skull the way I think these words up Observed fuck way past deranged I spark this ? up and take off like planes They say I’m Adolf insane The way my ink stain and napalm your brain The game’s changed but I’m still going all in If you ain’t gonna finish, what’s the point of starting? Often I brag and boast about me But if I ain’t believe myself where the f**k would I be? I ain’t no Biggie, Nas, or Jay-Z I am me Faez One Q-D nigga [Hook]