Discharge

by K-Krush-h

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about

Discharge is a solid product of quality hip-hop music! You can expect to hear creative lyrics that contain real life knowledge and different artistic visuals. Topics include women, life situations, the government, and skill abilities. Also, you will hear instrumentation that was cleverly created in originality. These beats give a feel from 90s hip-hop mixed with some new school sounds. This album was inspired by all the artists and fans who love hearing substance in their music. The title itself is exactly what each track encompasses, a discharge. K-Krush-h lets loose on all his inner thoughts and feeling on this album. Lastly, you will get some interesting skits made for those with a sense of humor.

The title "Discharge" was chosen in relation to how K-Krush-h chooses to release his inner frustrations. Life situations such as low income and women with hidden agendas plagues the mind of K-Krush-h. Government conspiracies come about in different songs as he expresses his thoughts on all the deception in the world. Lastly, he speaks on how the current industry standard for music has no substance and he wants fans to realize that real hip-hop still exists.

Discharge is a sudden explosion of energy, and that is exactly what K-Krush-h accomplishes in this album.

credits

released December 9, 2014

Executive Producer: Px da Wordsmith (Para-Dox) for Px Productions

**Fluid - Produced by K-Krush-h for Px Productions**
**Silence - Produced by K-Krush-h for Px Productions**
**Shiva - Produced by K-Krush-h for Px Productions**
**Discharge - Produced by K-Krush-h for Px Productions**

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K-Krush-h | www.facebook.com/pxmusiconline.kkrushh

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Track Name: Intro
***Lyrics***

(K-Krush-h talking)

What the fuck is the point,
in all of this shit man….
I don't understand this fucking shit…..
the fuck…
A lot of anger & frustration built up throughout the years......
shit got real fucking crazy....
got me workin year after year for fuckin pennies man.....
modern day slavery shit.....
gotta pay one bill after the next.....
my moms don't work,
my ride don't fuckin work.....
had me feelin like I'm fucked out here.....
I must be, cause the government don't love us.....
they could give two shits & a piss about us.....
my whole family strugglin bruh do u understand?....
what the fuck is the point???? 
Fuck this shit!!
At one point, I was like, fuck everybody man,
fuck everything.......
but I had to put this negative energy to good use.....
ya know what I’m saying?

Chorus:

U know who I be,
the life that I lead,
no carbon copy,
just let me be to speak free.....

K-Krush, I'm livin for this mic bruh!
K-Krush, I'll give 'em what they like bruh!
K-Krush, I'm livin for this mic bruh!
I'll give 'em what they like bruh, obliteratin the mics bruh!

Verse:

Welcome everybody to this Discharge shit,
I spit bars that'll make ya chick gargle dick,
then part her lips just to consume & swallow,
I'm unpredictable, breakin brooms at the Apollo,
in 12th grade, remember nigga I explode,
u go against the Kingz Land nigga u get exposed,
my flow is on some other shit not recognizable,
like some plastic surgery, not advisable,
but I break the rules here when I'm lettin' loose,
I get a boost puttin lyrics to a better use,
incredible how u niggas ain't smart,
I eliminate ya heart when I demonstrate the art,
content, my conscious won't allow me to quit,
still work a 9 to 5 as I'm clownin on this,
like in France where they terrorize citizens & shit,
u oblivious to information givin in my spit

Chorus:

U know who I be,
the life that I lead,
no carbon copy,
just let me be to speak free.....

K-Krush, I'm livin for this mic bruh!
K-Krush, I'll give 'em what they like bruh!
K-Krush, I'm livin for this mic bruh!
I'll give 'em what they like bruh, obliteratin the mics bruh!
Track Name: The Art
***Lyrics***

(K-Krush-h talking)

Check 1, 2
The art is everything, everything
everything that you put into it

Chorus:

Skill check me for the A.R.T,
you'll see I'm never spitting fishy like I ate sardines,
this is reality,
hip-hop essense is in my genes,
deserve the benefits with cream,
salary of dreams,

Skill check me for the A.R.T,

Advanced Rhyme Talent!

Skill check me for the A.R.T,

Advanced Rhyme Talent!

Verse 1:

I spit for the cause and effect of wow factor ,
like seeing massive ass & tits bow at ya ,
laughter, formulates from your neglect ,
of making intellects do sets of mental reps ,
for knowledge, I spit for the vision displayed ,
like lyrically I'ma blow, with no pin in grenade ,
here's shrapnel coming your way, I'm spitting more pain ,
like life without a pops so I giving more strain ,
& strife too, I ventilate with a mic crew,
like you, ain't no telling what I might spew,
I do what I gotta do to get my point across,
battles never lost if you keep positive thoughts,
but negativity is always circulating, terminating,
life on a regular my mind is germinating,
on the issues, I conclude to spit truth,
in the booth, representing the art since my youth

Chorus:

Skill check me for the A.R.T,
you'll see I'm never spitting fishy like I ate sardines,
this is reality,
hip-hop essense is in my genes,
deserve the benefits with cream,
salary of dreams,

Skill check me for the A.R.T,

Advanced Rhyme Talent!

Skill check me for the A.R.T,

Advanced Rhyme Talent!

Verse 2:

I spit for the hearing enjoyment, employment,
of me using microphone technique deployment,
annoyed that the standard messages are weaker,
than songs from the past that blasted through your speakers,
I'm speaking of conscious, creativity verses,
planet moving material, energy disperses,
directions, Kevin will bless 'em in 4 seconds,
double bar ending a cipher with no question,
lessons get taught like sermons from a reverand,
so you can add more, brain level accession,
attention, we all need our eyes on the prize,
like chicks wit big thighs & they eyes on fries,
with the ketchup, better catch up or get passed,
by a heavy foot accelerator makin a dash,
with the board & I'm writing with verbal chalk to hurl at y'all,
irritate like girl talk while I'm smirking off

Chorus:

Skill check me for the A.R.T,
you'll see I'm never spitting fishy like I ate sardines,
this is reality,
hip-hop essense is in my genes,
deserve the benefits with cream,
salary of dreams,

Skill check me for the A.R.T,

Advanced Rhyme Talent!

Skill check me for the A.R.T,

Advanced Rhyme Talent!

Verse 3:

I spit for a way out, shit goes way south,
when you work a 8 to 5, that shit gets played out,
I'll lay it out for you, my information is technical,
use receptacles for whack lyrics that are regrettable,
digestible, I'll leave you mentally diminished,
I possess enough strength to pop eyes without spinach,
or chicken, I spit for the tension release,
give facts upon tracks as you listen in peace,
I'm concrete & complete as an artist, regardless,
of any accolades I won't receive from many chartist,
a lyrical arsonist slash lyrical marksman,
spitting darts with arsenic contained in my apartment,
I'm smart man, plus I'm a character too,
I'll share it with you on fb or there with ya crew,
its realism, you shouldn't expect it any other way,
I expect the same from others spraying any other day

Chorus:

Skill check me for the A.R.T,
you'll see I'm never spitting fishy like I ate sardines,
this is reality,
hip-hop essense is in my genes,
deserve the benefits with cream,
salary of dreams,

Skill check me for the A.R.T,

Advanced Rhyme Talent!

Skill check me for the A.R.T,

Advanced Rhyme Talent!

(K-Krush-h talking)

What is art? You know what I’m saying,
art is hip-hop, you know what I’m saying,
art is, everything.
All,
everything that you put into it,
that’s what art is you know.
It’s like everything you see,
displaying it, paintin a picture,
through the vocals, you know what I’m saying,
on track, that’s what art is.
You know what I’m saying so.
Make sure that you keep up your art. You know what I’m saying. Never let it go.
Cause…..what’s it’s gone it’s gone.....
so, boom…art, art….
Track Name: Virtual Reality
***Lyrics***

(kid talking)

dude, man dude
let me get that game man
that was the merk a bitch man
fuck yeah man
Virtual Reality dude,
oh, I got to get that bro

(K-Krush-h talking)

It's VR shit baby, get that shit, pick it up, you know what I mean

Chorus:

You can be what u wanna be, strange ass visions,
super-human properties through a game transition,
go ahead give in & enter the zone,
mix fantasy with reality in a poem

This a game that I wanna play, go ahead & get it!

This a game that u wanna play, go ahead & live it!

This a game that u should play, give it a try,

You'll be surprised at the fun factor I supply,

Verse 1:

Pressed power, credits scrolled top the of hour,
repeatedly pushed start just to prove I'm not a coward,
devoured the imagery as it was leading me through secrecy,
like this is what ya life could be, the newest deity,
agreement button flashed in front to select it,
but first I needed goggles & gloves to get connected,
I put 'em on, plugged them in & got sucked in,
I turned into a person nobody ever could fuck wit,
incredible hulk shit, another level,
I even had control of my mental in my credentials,
initially I woke up in a mansion type,
of home with a bunch of thick chicks asking for pipe,
alone, awww shit I granted there wishes,
my dick grew 10 inches, I put it in 10 bitches,
the liquid formulated into glazed donut toppings,
a teacher stopping by took a bite of the droppings,
she felt full of life plus got excited,
I replied, that's some sick shit that u likin',
she pulled out vikoden & popped twenty pills,
wings started to grow out of here shoulder for real,
what is the deal? No matter I was on to the next shit,
lookin' for breakfast, topless chick rockin' a necklace,
cooking my eggs with red lazer beam eyez,
in less than 5 seconds a omelet with fries,
was prepared, it was the size of dining tables,
I smashed it real quick then wanted to watch cable,
but I'm able to create my own personal adventures,
I ran jumping through the window landing on a trencher,
& created a crater next to the neighbors that are haters,
they dialed 911, quickly I said later

Chorus:

You can be what u wanna be, strange ass visions,
super-human properties through a game transition,
go ahead give in & enter the zone,
mix fantasy with reality in a poem

This a game that I wanna play, go ahead & get it!

This a game that u wanna play, go ahead & live it!

This a game that u should play, give it a try,

You'll be surprised at the fun factor I supply,

Verse 2:

My nature is to break up things, started attackin bricks,
thats the shit, leveled a building when I was grabbin it,
plus I was fast as shit, & had agility,
police & swat teams were wondering how to deal wit me,
they gathered artillery, lined up to fire quick,
bullets ricocheted, I smirked as I admired it,
my arm cannon transpired heat seeking rockets,
they contacted anybody hiding in they pockets,
the concept is that u need a formidable opponent,
no normal human can control this, a fatal moment,
occurred, then a force burst through ground,
it was wearing red paint produced loud grunting sounds,
it challenged me to duel, nigga u a fool,
I accepted it, I'll leave ya limbs swimming in pool,
then it started levitating & approached me from the air,
he swooped down spittin' hot flames everywhere,
I walked right through that shit I wasn’t fazed,
I super jumped at him & hit him in different ways,
he was amazed, he couldn't even try for a landing,
a jab, jab, uppercut, uppercut, arm cannon,
combo'd him, dominated this conflict,
he didn't know that a Deity don't take nonsense,
I gotta admit, this game is truly the shit ,
it'll keep u playing all night like screwin' ya chick,
or even have u choosin' it over her, I meant it,
its addictive like a nympho feenin' for penis,
uniqueness, oh shit I need to exit the game,
I tried, but it told me that my soul is in chains,
why, oh well I heard my moms yellin' at me,
its time to go to work, but I'm stuck in bed happy

Chorus:

You can be what u wanna be, strange ass visions,
super-human properties through a game transition,
go ahead give in & enter the zone,
mix fantasy with reality in a poem

This a game that I wanna play, go ahead & get it!

This a game that u wanna play, go ahead & live it!

This a game that u should play, give it a try,

You'll be surprised at the fun factor I supply,
Track Name: StandPoint
***Lyrics***

Chorus:

I gotta take my chances,

I don't know how far it is,

For me to be where I wanna be,

on top of my game

I'm at the point of no return like burned infections,
I'm turning down roads that'll earn dimensions, of knowledge,
I gotta think out the box,
time to take my chances like playin the slots,

I gotta take my chances, I gotta take my chances….

Verse 1:

U not prepared once Kevin starts rollin,
decapitate cats, use they head for a bowlin,
ball, y'all gettin crucified plus massacred,
stick a dagger in the middle of the track, stagger her,
bladders erupt once I target all competitors,
taking this chance, that my rhymes are cleverer,
than yours, so don't u ever think I will back down,
I'll put the smack down, I'm more valuable than cash cow,
say it loud, we are proud to present,
K-Krush-h on tap for audience,
moments, emotional roller explosion,
the potion I give will levitate like the chosen,
one, I'm done wit u whack ass clowns,
that radio shit is for the rats u pound,
not found in the corridor of real hip-hop,
time tick tocks, niggas need to quit or stop

Chorus:

I gotta take my chances,

I don't know how far it is,

For me to be where I wanna be,

on top of my game

I'm at the point of no return like burned infections,
I'm turning down roads that'll earn dimensions, of knowledge,
I gotta think out the box,
time to take my chances like playin the slots,

I gotta take my chances, I gotta take my chances….

Verse 2:

I got flow that'll stun ya eye, duck & hide,
my lines make runners high,
fuck ya mind up plus motivate,
I flow wit grace enough to make u hold ya face,
wit the omg comin' after it,
I splatter shit, how I do attack this shit?,
wit supreme dominance & confidence,
that’s the only way chicks give my cock a lift,
cock n spit lyrics to injure clicks,
this is all competition, a hit or miss,
but I hit richter scales wit more than 10,
explore ya friend, she wantin me for more than friends,
but its not like that girl, please relax,
just sip a little liquor & breathe the facts,
I rap, so naturally we connect,
but only for a moment will I be impressed

Chorus:

I gotta take my chances,

I don't know how far it is,

For me to be where I wanna be,

on top of my game

I'm at the point of no return like burned infections,
I'm turning down roads that'll earn dimensions, of knowledge,
I gotta think out the box,
time to take my chances like playin the slots,

I gotta take my chances, I gotta take my chances….

Verse 3:

Teach the youth when I speak the truth,
I see the spoofs created when u breathe in booths,
that’s improper use of this hip-hop shit,
that’s my opinion, but I spit hot shit,
gifted wit the info put it bars,
keep brain waves charged like a shooting star,
move far, beyond wit galactic passion,
I talk about life in gramatic fashion,
the actions I take will lead by example,
bamboo flow will grow to be ample,
more than enough, get struck by Krush,
I fucks wit the women that lust for nut,
that’s too much info? Oh fuckin well,
information travels like mutts who smell,
so we better make a effort to write a lot better,
I'm on ya fuckin' ass like creditors to a debtor

Chorus:

I gotta take my chances,

I don't know how far it is,

For me to be where I wanna be,

on top of my game

I'm at the point of no return like burned infections,
I'm turning down roads that'll earn dimensions, of knowledge,
I gotta think out the box,
time to take my chances like playin the slots,

I gotta take my chances, I gotta take my chances….
Track Name: Fluid
***Lyrics***

(K-Krush-h talking)

yeah,
releasing that ill shit,
right from the middle
Fluid
yeah, yeah

Chorus:

I’m puttin’ that work in,
I’m gettin it goin,
I’m putting that work in today,
every fuckin day

Keep it movin' like a green light signal,

Keep it movin' like u fired a pistol,

Keep it movin' wit dem niggas thats with u,

& been through

trials & tribulation venues

Verse 1:

Another day, another penny, got us strugglin plenty,
they smile in face like bitch u won't get any,
of mine, they crack the whip, crackin' spines,
& pay u low rates while your income declines,
rewind, fast forward to a instance of negatives,
I shed tears in my ride when I reminisced,
repetitive how the same things neva quit,
they wanna put u in the ground where u'll neva live,
a casket home, a bastard clone,
is a part of my DNA rappin zone,
I grabbed the throne, to show u how I'm stackin poems,
used many long hours, back at my home,
storing raps in the back of my dome, press record,
& go ahead & listen to wut Kevin explores,
like the fish in the ocean, I'm lookin' for more,
on a mission just to figure out who to ignore, & listen to

Chorus:

I’m puttin’ that work in,
I’m gettin it goin,
I’m putting that work in today,
every fuckin day

Keep it movin' like a green light signal,

Keep it movin' like u fired a pistol,

Keep it movin' wit dem niggas thats with u,

& been through

trials & tribulation venues

Verse 2:

Talk to this one, that one, thin ones to fat ones,
no matter what stats, need a knack to get that cunt,
some front with they jewels & shit,
they a "I can give u anything " dude & shit,
u loosin' quick, they thinkin' u do stupid shit,
u give niggas a certain status, concludin this,
that bitches got they guard up, for niggas wit they hard on,
u might get hassled dealin' wit bizarre broads,
they far gon like missin' the freight,
so u got catch another one, dinner at 8,
make no mistake there are other delicious fish in the ocean,
so if u get dissed, stick your dick in other hoes man,
I motioned it once, I'll motion it twice,
keep it all positive so u'll be coastin' through life,
u like polygamy, do wut u do is how I see it,
but take the consequences coming at u in sequence

Chorus:

I’m puttin’ work in,
lubricatin’ the movement,

I’m puttin' work in, lubricatin' the movement,
keepin' gears fluid, follow my own blueprint,
I do shit to get it done, neva relax,
kick facts & opinions when deliverin' tracks

Keep it movin' like a green light signal,

Keep it movin' like u fired a pistol,

Keep it movin' wit dem niggas thats with u,

& been through trials & tribulation venues

Verse 3:

Important core strength, slows more of the pain,
so u can endure injuries from lower back strain,
notice the aim when a pinched nerve, travels ahead,
got me feelin like a knife got stabbed in my leg,
your always in bed, thinkin of sayin fuck life,
the only way is to take ya time, trust in the light,
that shines on a new day, I had to realize,
that I gotta exercise plus stretch combined,
its no lie, but the medicine is calling my name,
like Kevin keep coppin & install in ya veins,
the main blame's on me I enabled it,
so I had to make a change to disable it,
but the tables don't turn immediately, repeatedly,
it keeps eatin at me, & secretively,
I move on, lookin to change my eatin habits to,
eat less portions but choose salads & soups

Chorus:

I’m puttin’ that work in,
I’m gettin it goin,
I’m putting that work in today,
every fuckin day

I’m puttin' work in, lubricatin' the movement,
keepin' gears fluid, follow my own blueprint,
I do shit to get it done, neva relax,
kick facts & opinions when deliverin' tracks

Keep it movin' like a green light signal,

Keep it movin' like u fired a pistol,

Keep it movin' wit dem niggas thats with u,

& been through trials & tribulation venues

I’m puttin’ that work in,
I’m gettin it goin,
I’m putting that work in today,
every fuckin day

Keep it movin' ….
Keep it movin' ….
Keep it movin' ….
Keep it movin' …..
Keep it movin'…..
Keep it movin' ….
Keep it movin' ….
Keep it movin'
Track Name: GoodFellas (feat. Chief'e a.k.a Para-Dox, Smoke)
***Lyrics***

(wise guy talking)

a you
a you listening to this shit right now
That's right that's that Px Production shit
my mans and them got it dog
Sit Down!

Chorus:

This is for the good, the hood,
The cash, the stash
These niggas ain't got no class
they all flash

You know you love them Good Fellas
Good Good Good
Good, Good Fellas

This is for the good, the hood,
The cash, the stash
These niggas ain't got no class
they all flash

You know you love them Good Fellas
Good, Good, Good,
Good, Good Fellas

Verse 1 :
(K-Krush-h)

I expose dimensions like lesbian,
friends thats really bi-sexual & choosin' men,
secretively, get heated like a 2 peat streak,
2 piece meat, control you like a 2 bit freak,
when I speak in intelligent frequencies,
they're shocking like a woman's indecencies,
being proposed like marriage when I'm givin' my flow,
I'm gettin' the gold, you silver, bronze niggas will fold,
like a math class binder, I should remind ya,
of what I'm good at, spittin this lyrics like gun fire,
I'll neva retire, is what I'm feelin' on this,
my aggressive mind state allows killin' on this,
I'm chillin' on this, even with a black or brown out,
I keep my for food thought in a frosty town house,
I’ll give u a lyrical round house when I'm kickin' my shit,
my lyrics rush u from a angle like I'm blitzin' my shit

Chorus:

This is for the good, the hood,
The cash, the stash
These niggas ain't got no class
they all flash

You know you love them Good Fellas
Good Good Good
Good, Good Fellas

This is for the good, the hood,
The cash, the stash
These niggas ain't got no class
they all flash

You know you love them Good Fellas
Good, Good, Good,
Good, Good Fellas

Verse 2 :
(Chief'e aka Para-Dox)

I love the classics
you feeling my passions like Cassius
doing my math i move fast and swift
It's more cash to get
quarters, half's to bricks
developments from the past i get it
we living it , the dividend of the the wars and whores
I'm good, the tickets real i need to cop three more
I see the all want it,
the glamour the glitz
they come for it,
get your hands off my shit
black suits, black ties
half truths, we stay fly
them wise guys
gotta be about paper
gotta be about fam
yeah we about that nature
keep it clean both hands
so get back, unless you want your body parts gift wrapped
Forget about it, my friend cause we might cross paths

Chorus:

This is for the good, the hood,
The cash, the stash
These niggas ain't got no class
they all flash

You know you love them Good Fellas
Good Good Good
Good, Good Fellas

This is for the good, the hood,
The cash, the stash
These niggas ain't got no class
they all flash

You know you love them Good Fellas
Good, Good, Good,
Good, Good Fellas

Verse 2 :
(Smoke)

All it takes,
a quick move or a side step
to leave your side stretched
never the less, i digress
right best under heat and pressure of Pyrex
thoughts hands move 360 of Timex
priceless is the bond we build
its more than just mics and skills
over rhymes and beats
different lanes one direction street masterpiece
Detroit, Iron sharpens iron
steel sharpens steel
making noise staying sharp
cutting like chainsaws
hold court Kings got your back like Jan-sport
in high school, light tunes ignite the fuse
destroy and rebuild when i'm packing the right tools
mind of matter, the matter don't mind
intelligence illuminates like the sunshine
its the wise, 1/3 of my King brethren
Loyalty, Royalty
complete like the 7

Chorus:

This is for the good, the hood,
The cash, the stash
These niggas ain't got no class
they all flash

You know you love them Good Fellas
Good Good Good
Good, Good Fellas

This is for the good, the hood,
The cash, the stash
These niggas ain't got no class
they all flash

You know you love them Good Fellas
Good, Good, Good,
Good, Good Fellas

(wise guys talking)

(wise guy #1)

yeah, yeah man
that's what im talking about, that crack man,
that's what it's all about, you know what i'm saying
Px Productions
put that shit down in your mouth, you know what i'm saying
take that shit deep bitch,
that's what we do,
muthafucka, this is Kingz land bitch
KL mutherfucka
straight up though, straight up and down, all around

(wise guy #2)

man,
this is, this is
you walk into my house, and this is how you treat my family
man we ain't fucking play with you man
fucking forget about it
we live we breathe this shit
you want to lose your balls in this bitch, mutherfucka

(wise guy #3)

In all my time, in organized crime
I seen alot of men come and go
but there's one thing that i'll never forget and i'll always be
a Good Fella, a Good Fella, a Good Fella
Track Name: Silence
***Lyrics***

Close your muthafuckin mouth, keep quiet
these niggas talking and shit
unless you got something to say
you not saying nothing yo
knowledge and shit

Chorus:

U runnin ya gap.....
Wit the dumbest of raps......
U ain't givin commitment.....
U just spittin for digits, money spendin, hungry for women

Defyin the facts,
U be lying to blacks,
U be gettin it twisted,
U'd just rather be ignorant, & grinnin thinkin u winnin...

Verse 1:

Them hip-hop gods chose me to bring it back,
so when I let loose u feel it like singin tracks,
believe in that, this ain't shit I'm playin wit,
these niggas obligations is wrong when spraying shit,
*sing* they know betta, naw nigga they don't,
put information in rhymes, naw nigga u won't,
stay a float wit that whack shit, nigga u will,
spreadin like Ebola virus without givin a pill,
what u spill ain't real & it feels like clones,
every hook, every verse in chameleon tones,
can u grow vocabulary nigga? look online,
that’s a lot of work for ordinary niggas who rhyme,
in 2014, what the fuck is going on?,
this mainstream shit got fans mopin along,
lookin for that real shit that a King can create,
lines beam in ya face like police when they chase

Chorus:

U runnin ya gap.....
Wit the dumbest of raps......
U ain't givin commitment.....
U just spittin for digits, money spendin, hungry for women

Defyin the facts,
U be lying to blacks,
U be gettin it twisted,
U'd just rather be ignorant, & grinnin thinkin u winnin...

Verse 2:

Them global elitists are preparing our demise,
cause they don't give a fuck about human life surprised,
not really, all this shit done got silly,
they try to burn the evidence quicker than hot phillies,
u not wit me? Then ya mental is not awake,
u better do some studyin, buddyin twat fakes,
ain't gon make it, time to rate priority positions,
knowledge & the money gives authorities precision,
in missions to strip us of every last liberty,
snatch the torch out & paint it with black imagery,
timidly, u movin around in ignorance,
like law enforcement got ya back when shits hits,
the fan, my man u livin a weak fantasy,
any tragedy that occurs u automatically,
are treated like u don't know shit, the next idiot,
they keep Americans entertained wit sex images

Chorus:

U runnin ya gap.....
Wit the dumbest of raps......
U ain't givin commitment.....
U just spittin for digits, money spendin, hungry for women

Defyin the facts,
U be lying to blacks,
U be gettin it twisted,
U'd just rather be ignorant, & grinnin thinkin u winnin...

Verse 3:

All informed individuals need to speak up,
we need to me up, formulate it like boston tea cup,
parties, revolt totalitarianism,
mobile spread of the wisdom, authoritarianism,
is creepin on a come up nigga, u need to wake up,
& then take struts, don't be soft like Land O Lakes cut,
butter, brotha, u need to focus on action,
reactin in rebellious attitude shows passion,
for liberty & freedom, which started it all,
but they're movin to take over with Martial Law,
in place, bout back us all in to a section,
where u cannot escape, just places that u rest in,
fema camp coffins nigga, the epidemic,
that’s current, is settin us up like the rejection,
from women, we gotta move wit smart intent,
try to spread the information through the art content

Chorus:

U runnin ya gap.....
Wit the dumbest of raps......
U ain't givin commitment.....
U just spittin for digits, money spendin, hungry for women

Defyin the facts,
U be lying to blacks,
U be gettin it twisted,
U'd just rather be ignorant, & grinnin thinkin u winnin...
Track Name: Shiva
***Lyrics***

Chorus:

Aye girl I wanna make ya body shiva,
wanna deliver betta feelings than bottles of liquor,
holla at a nigga, maybe u'll swollow my jizz up,
facial fantasies, treat u to a man that freaks

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye girl, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye girl,
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye girl,

I wanna make u shiva!

She got some muthafuckin thighs that'll make a niggas eyes,
go wut the fuck? I wanna see wuts inside,

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye girl,

I wanna make u shiva!

Verse 1:

I'm not a playa I just K-Krush the vaginal,
I'll have u dreamin bout my dick, so compadible,
its laughable, how u try to avoid smashin u,
your attitude will excite me while I be thrashin u,
attackin u from the back when I'm stabbin it fast,
I want u moanin like Pinky when I'm grabbin that ass,
u wanna see me? Expose me to nipple flashes,
I'm gonna suck 'em, make u red like givin rashes,
& roja, where my espanol ma's?,
asses so phat u can balance a cola,
on top of that shit, yo I'm ready to roll ma,
off to the tele I can give u some strokes ma,
provoke ma, to some intimacy,
just treat it like a fling when u give it to me,
sit it on me, go ahead make it happen,
ass smackin, demonstratin a great passion

Chorus:

Aye girl I wanna make ya body shiva,
wanna deliver betta feelings than bottles of liquor,
holla at a nigga, maybe u'll swollow my jizz up,
facial fantasies, treat u to a man that freaks

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye girl, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye girl,
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye girl,

I wanna make u shiva!

She got muthafuckin thighs that'll make a niggas eyes,
go wut the fuck? I wanna see wuts inside,

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye girl,

I wanna make u shiva!

Verse2:

Chicks be frontin respondin to me,
I can see it your eyes, u want me, like Jon B,
calmly, I'll sit back takin my time,
when u ready for the ride, I can make ya mind,
do things that it never did, do u want the evidence?,
Kevin is the best at providin u wit benefits,
get it in girl why u wanna hesitate,
make ya mental levitate, as u touchin Kevin's face,
shit escalates lets do it ya crib,
we can do it in my Jeep, we can do it till u give in,
win or tap out, who will get the victory?,
once u get a whiff of me, that pussy is history,
hit it like D Wade fuckin wit a side bitch,
thinkin u my bitch? Naw think twice bitch,
I am on a high bitch, gettin it in,
better get wit the program, rememberin friends

Chorus:

Aye girl I wanna make ya body shiva,
wanna deliver betta feelings than bottles of liquor,
holla at a nigga, maybe u'll swollow my jizz up,
facial fantasies, treat u to a man that freaks

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye girl, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye girl,
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye girl,

I wanna make u shiva!

She got muthafuckin thighs that'll make a niggas eyes,
go wut the fuck? I wanna see wuts inside,

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye girl,

I wanna make u shiva!

Verse 3:

In this movie girl we can be stars of the week,
call me Ass Moses cause I'll part those cheeks,
scar a freak when I'm damagin it,
yeah I told u once before that u couldn't handle it,
I'll scramble those eggs for breakfast or dinner,
Kevin is a winner when I'm testin beginners,
or pro milfs, I admit ya skillz tight,
but I won't feel fright if we chill for the night,
mentally build delight for a light skinned nigga,
she didn't realize that she like men bigga,
we tend to generate heat, good for the winter,
make u feel safe in the hood when I enter,
surrender ya goods like a gas station clerk,
call this a stick up, that ass gettin hurt,
go berserk like Em when I'm poundin skirts,
that is all, gimmie ya jaw, a sound dispersed

Chorus:

Aye girl I wanna make ya body shiva,
wanna deliver betta feelings than bottles of liquor,
holla at a nigga, maybe u'll swollow my jizz up,
facial fantasies, treat u to a man that freaks

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye girl, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye girl,
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye girl,

I wanna make u shiva!

She got muthafuckin thighs that'll make a niggas eyes,
go wut the fuck? I wanna see wuts inside,

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye girl,

I wanna make u shiva!
Track Name: Chemical
***Lyrics***

da, da, da, da
da, da, da, da

what are we working with
time to grab these niggas real quick
let em know

Chorus:

Like a chemical, nigga I will explode,
Like a chemical, flippin, switchin my mode,
Like a chemical, formulatin ya mental,
by pumpin it through ya ventricles, enter in intervals

Like a chemical

Money games unfold....funny that u don't knowwww....it will takeeee control, ooooo….

Verse 1:

Delta-9-tetrahydrocannabinol,
I hit similarly, can u handle it all?,
once engulfed in ya veins, relieves the strain,
of everyday change, dealin wit grief & pain,
from the government, fuck it u runnin wit it,
the psychological effects are stunning to hit,
so go ahead take a toke & float away,
my neurological approach controls the day,
that u dealin wit, niggas be killin the shit,
exchange lines like grams when spillin my shit,
reveal truth to the ignorant, calmin u down,
but I explode when I'm givin u all of my sound,
deliver rounds when I'm firing levels of bars,
that can only be obtained with a medical card,
for real spittas, chicks, & real niggas,
the one's who's mental capacity builds niggas, minds....

Chorus:

Like a chemical, nigga I will explode,
Like a chemical, flippin, switchin my mode,
Like a chemical, formulatin ya mental,
by pumpin it through ya ventricles, enter in intervals

Like a chemical

Money games unfold....funny that u don't knowwww....it will takeeee control, ooooo….

Verse 2:

Transuranic, radioactive element,
I'm unstable, blame it on my intelligence,
what is relevant? all I got to release,
I've got this energy built up for hot speech,
to reach many, like what kilt the Japanese,
in World War 2, u niggas are rap flees,
compared to what I be, nigga I will explode,
whenever there's conflict, nigga I'll let u know,
I won't speak in code, I dish it out in laymans,
u can't hang man, then study ya fuckin language,
I maintain my nigga, I endure,
my mind state, kill or be killed by immature,
brothas who don't give a fuck no more,
cause the ignorance is leadin u to run from your,
obligations as Americans, learn your rights ,
what is right, might be wrong when we turn the light, on

Chorus:

Like a chemical, nigga I will explode,
Like a chemical, flippin, switchin my mode,
Like a chemical, formulatin ya mental,
by pumpin it through ya ventricles, enter in intervals

Like a chemical

Money games unfold....funny that u don't knowwww....it will takeeee control, ooooo….

Verse 3:

Diacetylmorphine, pump me into ya blood stream,
once he gets in ya mental he starts to touch dreams,
u never seen before like new flesh,
the euphoria that I cause is true sex,
on the mic makin love to ya brain cavity,
automatically u gettin addicted like crack fiends,
match me to the same thing that killed Phillip Hoffman,
often, I'm leavin u feelin like spillin sauce pans,
on the track, mixin up sick ass shit,
if u wanna be a lyricist, listen to this,
I was trained under Kingz Land nigga, we legends,
names Kevin, I taught muthafuckas like reverends,
if u step in my direction, u might get blazed,
like a dead body, cremated niggas in flames,
make way for the chemical reaction rhymes,
if u tryin pass time then relax ya mind, & be free.....

Chorus:

Like a chemical, nigga I will explode,
Like a chemical, flippin, switchin my mode,
Like a chemical, formulatin ya mental,
by pumpin it through ya ventricles, enter in intervals

Like a chemical

Money games unfold....funny that u don't knowwww....it will takeeee control, ooooo….
Track Name: Social Commentary
***Lyrics***

(K-Krush-h talking)

Just taking a little time
to express my mind
yeah just a little
you know what im saying
this goes out to everybody out there
having rough time and shit
talk with me


Chorus:

Socialize with me...
Open eyes to see....

Socialize with me...
Open eyes to see....

Now we can talk about whateva u want, go ahead,
We can talk about whateva u want, I'm on the edge

Now we can talk about whateva u want, go ahead,
We can talk about whateva u want, I'm on the edge

Verse 1:

Its still tough for a nigga to earn a buck,
no money saved up, ya life is turnin fucked,
they better hurry & raise minimum wage up,
that ain't enough, don't be surprised if a gauge bust,
that takes us into societal issues,
they will smile while they diss, profile my niggas too,
a slew of negativity comin from law enforcement,
they keep it under wraps like fast food proportions,
distortin my vote for somebody that is black,
they fillin body bags, but nobody shows the stats,
the facts show shit will neva change, people dying,
we kill ourselves while u kill us too, evil trying,
to break us, they heart stays colder than a glacier,
its time to penetrate it, water break it like labor,
my nature is to see a better day of sunshine,
but those fun times turn to gun crimes when funds dry

Chorus:

Socialize with me...
Open eyes to see....

Socialize with me...
Open eyes to see....

Now we can talk about whateva u want, go ahead,
We can talk about whateva u want, I'm on the edge

Now we can talk about whateva u want, go ahead,
We can talk about whateva u want, I'm on the edge

Verse 2:

People raisin drama over president Obama,
ya mama lost her mind like soldiers wit war trauma,
over conversations that involve money & health,
can't afford a new knee so my mother is stealth,
disappearin from the outside, remainin inside,
fade the pain with some codeine, she takin a ride,
like many in America, the number inclines,
drastically all the way up we fuckin our minds,
up, plus the physical, so I stare at the sky,
askin god why my family can never get by?,
the only thing that we ever got is low income,
on our way to being bums wit a no win sum,
that'll add up to niggas havin negative thoughts,
like fuck u & my job wit repetitive costs,
to get paid in the end, when the dues are due,
society got me thinkin that we doomed to be screwed

Chorus:

Socialize with me...
Open eyes to see....

Socialize with me...
Open eyes to see....

Now we can talk about whateva u want, go ahead,
We can talk about whateva u want, I'm on the edge

Now we can talk about whateva u want, go ahead,
We can talk about whateva u want, I'm on the edge

Verse 3:

Teenagers fuckin up too, pullin out pistols,
robbin for the smallest amounts en route dismal,
they out to get u, cause society is unfair,
or maybe its the thrill of a bullet enterin one's lair,
no tellin, yeah its a global enigma,
or maybe we need the parents to uphold a stigma,
like we should not steal, or we should not kill,
u tell 'em that its not worth it but they could not chill,
or maybe they will, keep ya hope for that day,
there are cases unsolved like the scope of Mac Dre,
or Biggie & Pac, Jam Master Jay, & Big L,
the list goes on, please give ya kids a tale,
about this is what happens when tensions erupt,
or if we all play wit gunz not givin a fuck,
the systems sucks, true but united we stand,
if divided then we fall to the plights of man

Chorus:

Socialize with me...
Open eyes to see....

Socialize with me...
Open eyes to see....

Now we can talk about whateva u want, go ahead,
We can talk about whateva u want, I'm on the edge

Now we can talk about whateva u want, go ahead,
We can talk about whateva u want, I'm on the edge
Track Name: Discharge (feat. Chief'e a.k.a Para-Dox)
***Lyrics***

Chorus:

(Chief'e aka Para-Dox)

This is Discharge nigga, spit bars nigga
we hard niggas, we god spittas

(K-Krush-h)

This is Discharge nigga, I spit bars nigga,
keep my mind cocked like a dick hard nigga,
spit far nigga, where ever I go,
separate the bullshit from incredible flow

Niggas need to get better at spittin wit commitment,
I'm fittin to have a fit on u niggas for bull shittin

I’ma let it out nigga I’ma let it out
I’ma let it out nigga I’ma let it out

Verse 1:
(K-Krush-h)

1st & ten, make a call like payin a bond,
I'm over y'all like balls caught by Megatron,
when spittin strong wit metaphors constructed,
from certain information, socializin in public,
wit locals, mobile phones will snap pics,
of shit happenin thats tragic when gats spit,
flappin ya lips shows hate will last,
but u cats goin down like the Malaysia crash,
takin it fast, yes u my bitch today,
cause the industry is lettin niggas switch to gay,
tight pants, wit a soft voice, gimme a break,
I ain't tryin to block cake, but u niggas is fake,
no need to name names, I'll just give u a shoe,
if it fits quite snug then u niggas is through,
conclude, that this album is bigger than u,
if u ever try to compete, I'm cripplin' u

Chorus:

(Chief'e aka Para-Dox)

This is Discharge nigga, spit bars nigga
we hard niggas, we god spittas

(K-Krush-h)

This is Discharge nigga, I spit bars nigga,
keep my mind cocked like a dick hard nigga,
spit far nigga, where ever I go,
separate the bullshit from incredible flow

Niggas need to get better at spittin wit commitment,
I'm fittin to have a fit on u niggas for bull shittin

I’ma let it out nigga I’ma let it out
I’ma let it out nigga I’ma let it out

Verse 2:
(Chief'e aka Para-Dox)

I'm Discharging,
when the bitch grabbed my foreskin,
I blow this muthefucka, like a vase cracked, porcelain
she forfeited, got her fucking with them ports again
you dealing with a force and this is the ending of all of this
i'm raw and i deal with my flaws
my centrifugal thoughts it will shit on you all
I'm a general
It's pitiful this nigga just slaughtered you analytical
the Citadel, and now i'm gonna gut you like cigarello's
play you like an old cello or Carmelo
you let go like Chapelle chose, you poor fello
precious metals hold together like when the tech blows
watch out when it echoes (echoes)
just respect the flow, just like karma
i'll eat you like a schwarma
no time for drama
I'm about to drop bombs on you
watch out when the blocks out
the full stocks out
smoke some cannibus for second round knockouts


Chorus:

(Chief'e aka Para-Dox)

This is Discharge nigga, spit bars nigga
we hard niggas, we god spittas

(K-Krush-h)

This is Discharge nigga, I spit bars nigga,
keep my mind cocked like a dick hard nigga,
spit far nigga, where ever I go,
separate the bullshit from incredible flow

Niggas need to get better at spittin wit commitment,
I'm fittin to have a fit on u niggas for bull shittin

I’ma let it out nigga I’ma let it out
I’ma let it out nigga I’ma let it out

Verse 3:
(K-Krush-h)

Tell a chick I'm on dat 50 shit,
I'm into havin' sex fuck that love iffy shit,
my image is, get chicks that’s promiscuous,
Nelly Furtado shaped wit a pretty clit,
them white girls, they can get u in some silly shit,
its all good if I hit, make my willy spit,
I'll still get a hood chick & yell ole'!,
I be walkin tight ropes, Janelle Monae,
they be lookin for ya pay in exchange for goods,
I'm bout give 'em redwood, I say should,
commence operation having fun,
that’s what’s life's all about, if u have the funds,
but u gotta think about the consequences too,
so I try to recognize what I'm gettin into,
analyze the situation like a test result,
see if its a bad look or the best adult

Chorus:

(Chief'e aka Para-Dox)

This is Discharge nigga, spit bars nigga
we hard niggas, we god spittas

(K-Krush-h)

This is Discharge nigga, I spit bars nigga,
keep my mind cocked like a dick hard nigga,
spit far nigga, where ever I go,
separate the bullshit from incredible flow

Niggas need to get better at spittin wit commitment,
I'm fittin to have a fit on u niggas for bull shittin

I’ma let it out nigga I’ma let it out
I’ma let it out nigga I’ma let it out
Track Name: Redwood
***Lyrics***

C’mon girl I’ll give u my redwood, c’mon girl I’ll give u my redwood, c’mon girl I’ll

give u my redwood, my red, red, red, my redwood………

Chorus:

Smoke a little,
drink a little,
see a couple chicks that are freaks like nymphos,
maybe they're nimble,
approach for the info,

I'm bout give 'em redwood!!!!!!

Smoke a little,
drink a little,
see a couple chicks that are freaks like nymphos,
maybe they're nimble,
approach for the info,

I'm bout give 'em redwood!!!!!!

Verse 1:

Ask chicks for they name & number,
lookin to give 'em redwood like lumber,
if they slumber, sleepin on my come up,
I'll give a dumb slut cum in they gums, what!,
Krush bust on track slight sloppy,
I'm not bein cocky, ya girl might jock me,
rock me to sleep never that, to the next round,
get her & her friend for some sex sounds,
I clown, but that’s why I test man,
they play games all day like a freshman,
the next friend that I make betta understand,
that I need me a freak with another plan,
to get more friends, I'll take 'em all now,
u don't believe me? go ahead & call now,
they all wrong, for dissin me bruh,
but it really don't matter, they'll be kissin me bruh

Chorus:

Smoke a little,
drink a little,
see a couple chicks that are freaks like nymphos,
maybe they're nimble,
approach for the info,

I'm bout give 'em redwood!!!!!!

Smoke a little,
drink a little,
see a couple chicks that are freaks like nymphos,
maybe they're nimble,
approach for the info,

I'm bout give 'em redwood!!!!!!

Verse 2:

Anotha chick, another day playin games,
maturity is not in the DNA or brain,
but brain whats I need girl, give me that Lewinsky,
I'm so straightforward, I need u on your shin & knee,
but she married & she can't accept friends,
but that nigga ain't the shit so u might as well begin,
a sin u call it but wuteva, just live,
u need to have some fun don't be stuck at the crib,
or comin out givin niggas mean muggin lips,
I'll give her eye contact so we tongue kiss,
but will she trust this? Idk she don't do truth,
other niggas in her ear like a bluetooth,
do what u do girl, I ain't even sweatin it,
the lesson is, there's others I'll be gettin in,
mention this to ya friends, I'm a nice guy,
& I'll do u quit right in the night sky

Chorus:

Smoke a little,
drink a little,
see a couple chicks that are freaks like nymphos,
maybe they're nimble,
approach for the info,

I'm bout give 'em redwood!!!!!!

Smoke a little,
drink a little,
see a couple chicks that are freaks like nymphos,
maybe they're nimble,
approach for the info,

I'm bout give 'em redwood!!!!!!

Verse 3:

Buy a drink, offer cigs to the next beauty,
her flesh truly is artwork, a sex groupie,
slash sophisticated chick wit the best booty,
I don't need nobody loopy puttin stress to me,
just screw me & let me go where I go,
u can handle it, just be prepared to cope,
no joke, I'm the type wit no strings,
necessary, I'm a King who does flings,
if u know what I mean, if not I can teach ya,
I'm a good teacher, so maybe I can reach ya,
like a guidance counselor,
just send her to my office then I'll pounce on her,
I prefer fast actions, less hesitation,
if u keep debatin, my hand starts wavin,
peace, I only have time for a ready chick,
like she got her legs split wit some Reddi Whip

C’mon girl I’ll give u my redwood,
c’mon girl I’ll give u my redwood,
c’mon girl I’ll give u my redwood…..
my red red red my redwood…..

C’mon girl I’ll give u my redwood,
c’mon girl I’ll give u my redwood,
c’mon girl I’ll give u my redwood…..
my red red red my redwood…..
Track Name: Rise of the Apes (feat. Lithium Lugosi)
***Lyrics***

Chorus:

(Lithium Lugosi)

Where the fuck do u come from?

(K-Krush-h)

I come from the D spittin rhymes on the freight

(Lithium Lugosi)

Where the fuck have u been at?

(K-Krush-h)

Preparin for the end times, rise of the apes

(Lithium Lugosi)

Where the fuck do u come from?

(K-Krush-h)

I come from the D spittin rhymes on the freight

(Lithium Lugosi)

Where the fuck have u been at?

(K-Krush-h)

Preparin for the end times, rise of the apes

(K-Krush-h)

I've been waitin for this shit to go downnnnnn…….

I don't know where the fuck I'm going nowwwww

I've been waitin for this shit to go downnnnnn…….

I don't know where the fuck I'm going nowwwww

Verse 1:
(Lithium Lugosi)

Kick started Jihad
my mind state is go ape like Gorilla Grodd
with the head nod
blah blah is fucking bloody raw
love to beef
my stee be alter beast
beat the breaks off them cake mutha fucks for seeing me
i'm mean number 1
i'm like mighty Joe Young
versus y'all dumb dumbs
hope you got yourself a gun
cause when them apes hunt
there'll be nowhere to run
cause when that shit hits the fan
cause that shits being flung
you might want to get down with that new Kingdom Come
we aint fucking around a new day has begun
its the silver-back uprising
check the climate
its primate
straight orangutan environment
uninhibited givens
bit of ultra violence
get ripped to ribbons
monkey wrenching y'all click
we script songs as the day is long
and we chuck them at y'all on some Donkey Kong

Chorus:

(Lithium Lugosi)

Where the fuck do u come from?

(K-Krush-h)

I come from the D spittin rhymes on the freight

(Lithium Lugosi)

Where the fuck have u been at?

(K-Krush-h)

Preparin for the end times, rise of the apes

(Lithium Lugosi)

Where the fuck do u come from?

(K-Krush-h)

I come from the D spittin rhymes on the freight

(Lithium Lugosi)

Where the fuck have u been at?

(K-Krush-h)

Preparin for the end times, rise of the apes

(K-Krush-h)

I've been waitin for this shit to go downnnnnn…….

I don't know where the fuck I'm going nowwwww

I've been waitin for this shit to go downnnnnn…….

I don't know where the fuck I'm going nowwwww

Verse 2:
(K-Krush-h)

Still see the same niggas dishin' out fuckery,
luckily I know it don't suck to be me,
the 313 grew emcee's in batches,
matches showcased spats in niggas rap shit,
hatchin battle rap fantastic tactics,
defend ya territory with a grasp of magic,
craft that’s dogmatic, believe in us,
cause Krush was dedicated to the speech u trust,
unlike the President when he speaks to us,
Guantanamo Bay still keeps the cuffs,
on, force feeding public deception,
u should ask questions, fuck the perception,
utilize vigilance to spit perfection,
I orchestrate results like the last election,
I pass this injection of verbal vaccine,
u chose to reject then get burned like graphene

Chorus:

(Lithium Lugosi)

Where the fuck do u come from?

(K-Krush-h)

I come from the D spittin rhymes on the freight

(Lithium Lugosi)

Where the fuck have u been at?

(K-Krush-h)

Preparin for the end times, rise of the apes

(Lithium Lugosi)

Where the fuck do u come from?

(K-Krush-h)

I come from the D spittin rhymes on the freight

(Lithium Lugosi)

Where the fuck have u been at?

(K-Krush-h)

Preparin for the end times, rise of the apes

(K-Krush-h)

I've been waitin for this shit to go downnnnnn…….

I don't know where the fuck I'm going nowwwww

I've been waitin for this shit to go downnnnnn…….

I don't know where the fuck I'm going nowwwww

Verse 3:
(Lithium Lugosi / K-Krush-h)

(Lithium Lugosi)

Yo krush, what the fuck done possessed these punks?
Knowing we get buck
Wild on any cut

(K-Krush-h)

They suck like sluts wantin many bucks,
need attention like Papoose & Remy stunts

(Lithium Lugosi)

We roll like mack trucks
And bust thru defenses
Divisions of mcs Can't cope wit collision

(K-Krush-h)

Their vision's in need of Lasek surgery,
when beserkly we cut their faces verbally

(Lithium Lugosi)

Don't encourage me I'm surely too sirly
Smacking these stooges Like larry moe curly

(K-Krush-h)

No worries, me & Lit got this shit locked,
like security breaches when niggas hit spots

(Lithium Lugosi)

So give up the props
Cause this banging like glock
Do get too close because you might get shot

(K-Krush-h)

Blaow! Ya family & friends will weep,
close both eyelids & begin to sleep....