Blockbuster Night Part 1
[Verse 1: Killer Mike]
Bunches and bunches
Punches is thrown until you're frontless
Oodles and oodles
Bang bullets at suckers noodles
Last album voodoo
Proved that we was f**king brutal
I'm talking crazy, half past the clock is cuckoo
You rappers doodoo
Baby sh*t, just basic boo boo
I'm Shaka Zulu
Mansa Musa my money's buku
My beat's is bangin'
f**k what you rappin', who produced you?
I slapped the snot, take what ya got
And Run The Jewels you
[Verse 2: El-P]
You itsy bitsy furry fright, and fricken sickly
A little prickly, dick on display for Winter swimming
Look at these kitties Mike, I'm a rat-a-tat 'em for living
I deal in dirty work, do the deed and then dash, ditch 'em
I'd lend a hand but they stuck in a fist and gun position
We run our brand where destruction's the number one commitment
It's all a joke between mom contractions and coffin fittings
So we disappear in the smoke like we're f**king magicians
[Verse 3: Killer Mike & (El-P)]
No hocus pocus, you simple suckers been served a notice
Top of the morning, my fist to your face is f**king Folgers
(We might be giants, standing on little dandy shoulders)
You punks is pussy proverbial pansy pantie holders
I jake the snake ??em, DDT ??em in mausoleums
Macau massacres killer cousin my colosseum
(They all actors given top in back of a BM
I'd fall back if the casting calls are ending in semen)
