Blood Sport

[Intro: Vordul Mega]

Straight out of the depths of hell

Straight out of the depths of hell

Straight out of the depths of hell

Reflect the set

Ample voodoo wisdom, envisioning meta descriptions

Straight out of the depths of hell

Straight out of the depths of hell

Straight out of the depths of hell

Reflect the set

And voodoo wisdom envisioning meta descriptions

[Chorus: Vast Aire]

I'm so beyond gats

I'll stab you with an icicle, tell CSI to find that

Then I'll toss you like Steven Seagal

Ditch your makings in IMAX

You better have a good rap

If this was laser tag, you know I'ma have a good zap

And there's a mirror too

I'm the next me, I don't mirror you

[Verse 1: Vordul Mega]

I've seen this coming like Psychic Friends

No Miss Cleo, no Dionne Warwick

You're beyond stories, get put to an end

Superman Neo, super Magneto

Bend your physical like pilates

Instruct the conductor of your kamikaze

We're lunchroom veterans

Getting them amped

Tap dance on camps like Sammy Davis

But our lyrical is serial killer, Jason

Before carnage, next Wednesday favourite

Graph-handed magic, spitting out glaciers

Landslide the curb, you would face it

Cann' Ox still says to watch your collar

I hope in your crew you gots a doctor

If not, either way, your bane gon' holla

Next day, new dude

Your dame gon' swallow

[Chorus: Vast Aire]

I'm so beyond gats

I'll stab you with an icicle, tell CSI to find that

Then I'll toss you like Steven Seagal

Ditch your makings in IMAX

You better have a good rap

If this was laser tag, you know I'ma have a good zap

And there's a mirror too

I'm the next me, I don't mirror you

[Verse 2: Karniege]

In the streets we all gotta eat

From uptown in cleats, pumping CDs

Puff weed in streams

Knowing the government watching us up in high beams

Called satellites

Eating all the llama beans when money folds

Under fluorescent lights it turns on

Listen to my moms, her lesson is life

We go through it all the time

Steady movement to keep the head tight

Harvest Ls

Enemy with the blues and white like Gargamel

In the hill, spit, ravage

Twist the cabbage

Hop quick in the carriage

Slam Cadillac doors

Bass on blast, moving so fast

In crooked caps and face jackets

Got the hat backwards on Dutch Masters

'Erb and hashish from streets where they blast beats

And I'm bumpin'

[Chorus: Vast Aire]

I'm so beyond gats

I'll stab you with an icicle, tell CSI to find that

Then I'll toss you like Steven Seagal

Ditch your makings in IMAX

You better have a good rap

If this was laser tag, you know I'ma have a good zap

And there's a mirror too

I'm the next me, I don't mirror you

[Verse 3: Vast Aire]

I'm the best, there's no level after me

This is Rap 101, you's blasphemy

I got about twenty dudes that'a blast for me

Pull their mics out and rain dance for me

I'm new school son, you ain't see this before

Stick my tongue out when I'm about the score

I'm like twenty-three, or forty-five

If you pass me the rock, I'm gonna get it live

I get you six in a row

But if you pass me the bat, we ain't gonna make no dough

You wanna creep on me, you better tippy-toe

I'm from the street

That's where I learned my flow

You're the first one to be like, "I know"

But you don't

It's sad to say what you won't

Aight, something's gotta give

'Cause I got more flavour than ROYGBIV

And I got more lyrics than Bae Bae's kids

This is where Masta Ace was (Me in the biz)

(I said it) Now you gotta deal with it

Here's a little punch with no fruit in it

[Chorus: Vast Aire]

I'm so beyond gats

I'll stab you with an icicle, tell CSI to find that

Then I'll toss you like Steven Seagal

Ditch your makings in IMAX

You better have a good rap

If this was laser tag, you know I'ma have a good zap

And there's a mirror too

I'm the next me, I don't mirror you