The Kingdom That Worshipped the Dead

[Intro]

All over the U.S States, even London

[Verse 1: Evidence]

Yo, I trust the pain, what I say is best

What my studio suggests, my life is a mess

Standing in the rain playing  Reign Of The Tec

A big bang in my dame, still claiming respect (Fuck)

Known for sunsets, know they go west

A rolling stone don't stay in no nest (No)

Fresh off the plane and played with no rest

No gang, so I came in the game with no vest

I keep it simple life officially free (Right?)

Rolling up tobacco with medicinal weed (Hahaha)

You hear the rapture in my laughter

Create greatness from the visions that I capture

I'm after the gold and after that platinum shit

I think I'm over that, cause that ain't gonna happen

In L.A. my whole life, so I'm sick of the glamor

But I can make an order fill clicking on the camera

[Hook]

Check it, who wants to disrespect?

The undefeated, undisputed

Crazy hardcore, no sell out

Everyone in my circle is dominating

[Verse 2: Rakaa]

Sacrifice, born twice, the messiah and Christ

The height of the night, the darker the times, the brighter the light

The truth is often lost in the score

That pure life essence left on the cutting edge of the sword

Good lord, I grab the mic like a biblical staff

It's mythical math, baptism, miracle bath

Calligraphy is graphic, graffiti's scribbled in wrath

That'll split you straight down the middle in half

Or get your cantaloupe slipped in your jab

It's the expanded man, 'mano a mano' meaning 'hand to hand'

Each coward standing for nothing, they don't stand a chance

When reality falls heavy as an avalanche

The rock n roll hall of fame mind frame rhyme scheme

Man of war, I don't chase trends, I make times change

Rakaa's Jedi High Council, rare honorary Pharaoh

Learn to aim a little high to hit your target with the arrow

[Hook]

Check it, who wants to disrespect?

The undefeated, undisputed

Crazy hardcore, no sell out

Everyone in my circle is dominating

Check it, who wants to disrespect?

The undefeated, heavyweight

Crazy hardcore, no sell out

All over the U.S. States, even London

[Verse 3: Vinnie Paz]

C'mon, dummy, your whole squad trash

Money piled up like a interstate car crash

I don't waste time cause y'all ain't worth a dog's ass

I could smell pussy from the time you first walked past

Sosa told The Skull to kill Tony

And how you gon' ask for more, but still owe me

Some of y'all 'round the real, but still phony

The six by eight in the box is real lonely

I'm tired of these muhfuckass, that's in my coat tail

They only in my cypher, cause they know that I sold well

Throw this rat muhfucker over the boat rail

Marciano, inshallah, hope that it goes well

This traitor over here, he a snitch like Avena

And his career only seen on the History Channel

I'm Cobain when he playing every riff in the flannel

Ain't you house trained yet? You still piss in the kennel, stupid

[Hook]

Check it, who wants to disrespect?

The undefeated, undisputed

Crazy hardcore, no sell out

Everyone in my circle is dominating

Check it, who wants to disrespect?

The undefeated, heavyweight

Crazy hardcore, no sell out

All over the U.S. States, even London [x3]

[Outro: Paz]

It's over...