Initiation

[Verse 1: Psychosiz]

Who's the next to Martyr?

Check the charter

Respect is garnered

You're hard but it’s extra hard to rep and flex in water

My aquatic sponsorship got the Loch Ness monster in

I sail the seven seas without a thing to conquer… left

Straight up and down

Riding around

Like my ciphers

Without mics

From Bristol Crown Heights

My Flintlock pistol sounds like

Lightning striking the ground twice in the same spot

Missile-bound swiveled rounds from swivel-round

Cannon-mounts can’t amount to the simple style of the grapeshot

Everything else?

Watered down and modern now

They put wheels on the Cutlass

But when I see it

I’m drawing down

Make 'em stop in they tracks like Holland did France

Cause when I hit Paris (Zax)

I've got big plans

Too many parrots black

Not enough ship hands

Stand on your own two

Or you're prone to a kickstand

Fellow's the ship

Blowed is the crew

But the whole team can hold a sword

And Swim when overboard

Provoke a war

Invoke a local lore and choke a whore

And most importantly do it all offshore

Haters head nod, stomp, glide, dap

Paper, scissors, rock, lock, slide, snap

First things first

It’s still kinda’ early

You're unworthy

‘Til you can prove you're thirsty

[Verse 2: Dumbfoundead]

It’s the stonecutter brothers

Blowed cold bustin’

(Shut up)

Don’t utter another word or you'll be shoveling your own grave

Gutter is my hombres

Let him in he's okay

We ain’t playing that Dungeons and Dragons sissy roleplay

Cloaked in black hoodies

Ski mask to jack goodies

Act goody-two shoes and I'll beat that ass, cutty

Money couldn’t buy your way in

Even if you try to weigh in

The alliance of lions

Will deny and annihilate 'em

You're a member or you're not

This is death do us part

‘Til you're laying horizontal in a decorated box

The handshake’s the language

What’s the set you claiming, Ak?

This statement goes beyond the drama you get on dangerous blocks

Take a shot

Tater tot

You're messing with Flavor's clock

Watch this big timer rhymer

Who be getting major props

If you can't beat ‘em

Join 'em

That’s the motto you should follow

A billion rappers served

Like the mottos of McDonald's

Haters head nod, stomp, glide, dap

Paper, scissors, rock, lock, slide, snap

First things first

It’s still kinda’ early

You're unworthy

‘Til you can prove you're thirsty

[Verse 3: Open Mike Eagle]

It’s a secret rebellion

(Don’t tell them)

The underwater order of Greeks dressed in elk skins

You got a week left ‘til hell ends

One week ‘til you reach your TF lapel pin

(Chosen)

Then you can crawl from underneath the rock

And learn how to squeeze raw from a speaker box

Every fall we taught some the secret knock

One new member every Autumnal Equinox

When we bang our drum the people watch

The needle drops and the skins get a vicious beating

As will you

If we hear your lips repeating

Any information heard at the interest meeting

(Silence)

If you're down raise your hands ‘til you lift the ceiling

That nigga’s a weakling

He's running home bugged

If your buddy's a different frequency

Come alone son

Cause we're more hieroglyphics reading than skull and bone thugs

Haters head nod, stomp, glide, dap

Paper, scissors, rock, lock, slide, snap

First things first

It’s still kinda’ early

You're unworthy

‘Til you can prove you're thirsty