verse Blabber:
I’m givin em dopeness for the two o one two
in a barbarian manner 
my steez will frisbee dem lyrics at ya on a razor sharp 
silver platter I’m decapitating rappers
if you dope you get the props if you wack
my rhyme a make ya choke up ya addems apple 
from being flabbergasted ha my [bad word] is obese you anorexic  [bad word] the wackness I bless sessions with flows like tsunami’s 
hittin massive (blow up ya whole spot!) with styles you haven’t mastered 
its the blabster with some more funky tracks for ya dome I’m boombashin 
I catch wreck while any line suckas try to spit 
will ricochet from the shogun logo straight off my chest yes

verse Ntan:
I catch wreck beats to cassette raw as ever verbal terror
Slaughter type of [bad word] when [bad word] to battle
I meddle in my own sticks and stones crack ya bones
Night time is the right time (we hittin’ bombin)
Boombap connect live cats kamikaze
Take it back to whats goin on [bad word] violent
Spark mad blunts straight from the bombshelter operation lock down 
Stille listen to Heltah Skeltah 
Still livin trife my whole block (represent)
I’m out to get the loot cause props don’t pay the rent
Cause what wha wha what)
cause props don’t pay the rent
I’m out to get the loot cause props don’t pay the rent

verse Ellmatic
Whenever I get the feelling to write I sit down and pick up a pencil 
Classmates act oblivious I get a boost when I wreck flows 
Wonders aint out of the world yet momma said my styles essential
Cause when I was little eyo I had the most potential 
Rhyming with a passion keeping the mic in my possession 
Felt like an obsession each day I saw my dad wreckin the session 
Now I’m bringin up on my own self relentless
Revealing myself out of thin air 
Use to be invisible but now I’m right there kickin anthems
Lay down ya weapons build them skills in the cypher 12 bars in less then 60 seconds
Promoting myself on the record lace my shoes a little righter make my words I reach to you before I step into the cypher

Hook
where we represent with skills hard to find
6 militant emcee’s with fat flava for ya mind
we got crates filled with records backpacks full of rhymes 
n’ flip the [bad word] shogun style

verse Self:
brace for the New World Order, its the Visine Villain,
my eyes clean, still I'm coolin with the bleezle burning,
a dope style, you don't know? then man you need to learn it,
I'm crime scene building, when my rhymescheme spilling,
Word kid, I'm the smooth microphonist cracker,
to the media, I'm probably the perfect type of rapper,
but after, they get a taste of realness, they be bouncin,
cris sippin, this kids flippin styles like they ounces,
I like to chatter, the data make a click of rappers park an scatter,
I hit the green, like you caught the gamma,
David Banner on a record, Hal Jordan, when recording,
rhymes I just Do It, like the hi-tops I'm sporting.

verse Corown Da Sensei:
We travel land sea and air and re appear under ya hemisphere
Where we invent manifest and represent(shogun style)
Leaving your mainframe dent
No pain no gain lame game don’t pay the rent
The main aim is to achieve things impossible
Logical how the god be bombin all his obstacles
probable cause plausible force unstoppable 
Lyrical buddag bags I got trips for you that’s coppable 
or for free like the style like the breeze like the nile 
I’m out to reach the seeds cause I’ve bin flowin for a while
I’ve bin around the nation but found none who could touch god with such art [bad word] Hard) holding the [bad word] card 

Hook
So step into the cypher where we represent with skills hard to find
6 militant emcee’s with fat flava for ya mind
we got crates filled with records backpacks full of