Ladies and Gentlemen,
Gathered before you are 5 of the finest wordsmiths known to mankind
What you are about to witness is no illusion

hundred thousand people everybody mosh pittin
I make the most of every minute that the clock give me
 [bad word] and rock with me everybody rockin out
I make em jump till there's a hole in the [bad word] ground
Pose for a picture, [bad word] I am so off the Richter
All I do is shots shots shots, I don't use no cup or no mixer
I rock all my clothes like a hipster and I rock them shades like a 
That girl be [bad word] if [bad word] with me
I'm like a hundred degrees man I'm even hotter than August
See half them girls in your city they probably got on my tour bus
I make em ugly
Where my Paracetamol and Anadin and a crystal ball for my n-n-n-nig Labrinth

Said I been gone for a hot minute
Who put my Rolex on the radiator
Back like boomerang I'm Don D'ing it
But you might see me later alligator
In some Bally lace ups, with some jacket tapered
So much stones you thought it was animation
Wilma on my case cause all these chicks adjacent
To my table tryna drink my vodka and champagne up
I ain't no Matt Damon, but Bourne with Ultimatums
Get rich or die trying so we started cakin
I'm doing Kane but not the brother of Undertaker
And I ain't Muslim but tell my brothers Assalamu Alaykum
Finish Him! Kano my niggas no Raiden
 [bad word] with my darg then my [bad word] Alsatian
Tell a man WHHHOO make a man blazing
Cover up what? [bad word] tuck chains in
Diamonds all in your face dry shaving
And the gyal dem call me Earthquake
Cause I make their [bad word] cave in
I'm a beast

Got so much cuts I had to teach myself 1st Aid
I'm tryin to learn to play safe
I never get caught out before I get to third base
But still they see [bad word] I lash in your face
I guess I'm getting foul again
Pure waste and the flows pants I'm a trouser dem
Throw a little cheese at the rats
Say we're labbin em, you see I'm a be a bigger cat
Watch me scratch it in, scratch it in, scratch it in
I ain't here for no packaging, ain't the cutest brother brother
But shaped like a mannequin
Ladies throwing me their clothes, then using their apocalypse
Brother you ain't got no inner soul put a sock in it

They thought I disappeared, I just did a gap year like a fresher came back like a graduate
Now everybody's scared 'cause the damage that I've done with two songs is probably more than their album did
Be afraid, be afraid I'm a get'cha
Little Lab's making earthquakes in America
I ain't the Messiah but they call me the creator
When I said let there be light how many stars did I make huh?
Yeah I got the Midas touch, got gold diggers looking at my fine wrist watch
Even got the restaurant to fine dine this fox
Better call me by my name that's right it's Boss now
Levels levels I take the levels up triples
Just take those triples and triple it I'm so far gone
I'm high can't get me down like a hard on
Cause the morning says glory when a star is born.
Hello

Buss Rhymes [bad word] to a hood near you
Like you're 'bout to get your [bad word] kicked
Try to front little homie I dare you [bad word] on)
With this type of banger is on in the club Nobody wanna hear you
Then a big foot step up in the place
Like [bad word] #39; in to kill you
Bang 'em earthquake
Every time I bark on the mic and I won't stop
Then I hit 'em and I get 'em all again Gotta shut it down, everybody knows that I close shop
Yes yes yes, ok.
Now I'm in the building, do what I say
Jump around, hands in the air
And you better get to it cause you know I don't play
And let's get it poppin' and then we turn it up a little bit
Cause you know we gotta do it and we doin it well
I'm about to explode
Heat