Suicide

"I'm The Untouchable, never to be took out"

"Grab the microphone, and let your words rip"

[Hook 2x]

"So stepping to me is suicide

I couldn't think of a rapper taking mines"

"Tip My dialogue"

"I'm the untouchable, never to be took out"

"Grab the microphone and let your words rip"

[Verse 1: YC The Cynic]

You never escape

I screen print letters to page

My lines fine wine

I get better with age

I carry the game in a carrier case

I rap caskets, I be getting carried away

I don't bag back when a barrier's made

I back break bad acts into various states

I attack my tracks in various ways

I'll take 'em to town like ?

I spit game fit for Ving Rhames

Mixed with King Kong, mixed with King James

Rap's get harder to match and maintain

But each rip I whip ass and take names

I paid dues, ready to make change

Rhyme spitter, make moves to make lane

Hard hitter, odds are there's none iller

So, if R's the God, I'm good with Godzilla

[Hook 2x]

[Verse 2: Homeboy Sandman]

Stepping to me is suicide in a sense

That your old life will be ended

And your new life will commence

Know YC's a cadet, you could bet

It's only correct, we connect

Kid is next

Quiet is as kept

Stepping to me isn't so much as a suicide

It's more like a scuba dive

Deep shhhhhhh

Kids might be listening

They've had more than enough corruptive conditioning

Without me contributing

Far as imagery, it's in my genes to be riveting

Just there is rivets in my jeans

And within 'em is keys that be jingling

Holding my ding-a-ling

I roam dimensions combating dementia

My arm's for denizens, my arm is valencia

They called nascent sense

My momma's placenta

The general consensus

I'm nothing to censor

Muah

[Hook 2x]

[Midtro]

"It's suicide"

"It's suicide if you..."

"Grab the microphone..."

[Verse 3: Niles]

The Poetic Justice Janet is my queen

And I am the King of the Rhythm Nation

I've been repping this since Genesis

Like Ninja Gaiden

The Black Star, Atlantis, I've traveled that far

Snatching mad broads from Egypt to Madagascar

Outer Space is my pool hall

Me and Zeus we play pool with the planets

With the Moon as the cue ball

My words are so explosive with timing

That I send some message in a bottle

To you to blow up your island

The master's in from the past has risen

I'm like an Aztec living slash mathematician

Jazz musician

I'm not them, I write the Messiah's diary

Judas is fueling the blue fire inside of me

Your arrogance will have you in the air against

The Delta plane propeller

Looking like Alfredo asparagus

My level you never seen

And if Satan's your Siamese

I'll separate ya

Sayonara, Guillotine!

[Hook 3x]

[Outro]

"It's suicide"

"It's suicide"

"It's suicide if you even..."

"Tip my dialogue"

"It's suicide"

"Never to be took out"

"It's suicide"

"Grab the microphone and let your words rip"