No Way Lyrics

CECIL (Hook) We got cracks in our armor / Got cracks in the ceiling / and this axe that we're wielding will react when we're feeling that / Crack / Attack / Attack and we're on you like a Mack truck Your Honor / We are that f*cking filthy

SIMS It's 2000 and self destruct and everybody's yelling that shit is all f*cked / Yuck / I never liked the construct of that square wheel / Like "money ain't real" / ...wait...but that ain't real / ...Oh, now I get it / We could take it all and split it / Give it to the village / Doomtree villains / out for the killing...no kidding / Good man but I went a bit bitter when they took a little bit of the dinner off my plate / High stakes / Okay / I'll play / but it ain't your game / and it ain't your rules cuz it ain't your world / and I brought my crew / We some dirty lip f*ck your rules living ugly goons / It's no kings / No way / You're so vain / you probably think it's about you / Well it is and it ain't / and it ain't, but it is / I go so f*cking nasty no restraint / Well I get props and I play it off / I see em hot but I fade em all / Hello world it's L.O.P. / B.T.Z. / Keep your ring / Move out my way, let me do my thing / let me do my thing / Imma do my thing

MIKE Friction lock rivet / Goonish as all f*ck / Prudent to all stunts / Proving the laws of logarithm / Like the wag of a dog's tail / Bark back / Woof! / Light the rag on your cocktail / Spark that / Champ on that slang chop / Chump on that chomp rap / Prolly a stomp sack / Man gimme my prop back / Hold your tooth to my non dap / I ain't no Diddy boy / That Beni know we go scrimp dance / Dougie don't stop that! / Señor Frreal Z 3 R zero / None other, who's kooler / Hoola-hooping thru bank 0's / Hewlett packing, loogie yacking on Don Hero's / Bomb appearance / Nights in Paris / raw dogging cross limos / Toss demos / Snot rockets blow up the sub-labels / Long tables / Calling shots on a crowd potato / The slang mongrel with fanged tonsils / We slay goblins / Gayngly gayng violent / Wrangling fake monsters (Hook)
STEF What's up? / No kings / No love for your made-up things / In the paint but it ain't no game on the wall with a little complaint / Leave that stain / Weave through cities dodging rain no thing but an open door / It's yours / No lie but you gotta get dirty man fix your pride / We some preach em real, reach em, steal em from low ideals type dudes / with a stepped up set of skills and an ick style so kill that wills update daily / No frills or pilled up babies / No posture phony just rock solid unf*ckwitable dropped knowledge / No love for the bull horns give em / Thorns get em in / Swarm, let em make friends with a storm / Buddy up get close to the war / Insides out, no love for the boring / Naw, bored / and I bet the hearts off and beating under hardwood flooring / Poor man's Poe (Hook)

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