[☆Mr. Sky]
Top to bottom we gotta win, full circle we going in
Catch us down at the arcade, were so self made we got golden skin
People need to stop listening. They're just standing there, eyes glistening
The f*ck out of our business though, you're annoying kid, yeah you need to go
Got a thousand credits gonna spend it all on this new game from Tokyo
Got all the time in the damn world, successful N.E.E.T.S. in the bed curled
Drank too much boba, damn nearly hurled
We are the squad, catch us going hard on your college campus f*cking up the quad (f*cking up the quad)
[Ren McPurp]
Ain't the ace, but i'm the king
Got a problem? Catch fade in the ring
Stole your chick twice with just a bowl of rice
I be unstoppable, you be predictable
I be straight McPurping with this di*k your girl be slurping
All your verses in a citation, so stand there in admiration
Your hairline is an abomination, this song here is your cremation
I value your en devour, but you can't step before the emperor
You be a fake ass substitute bow-down b*tch before the absolute
SWERVE!
[B.Payne]
Lying and deceiving is what i do, living my life like kaiki deishu
Just like lightning i'm quick to the fightning, and just like thunder i hit hard like a hunter
When i go beast mode you better hide in a bunker cause i blow up like a spirit bomb
Always repping Vultron (Vultron)
A silent kill like the seven swords of the mist
When you see me, you know you're next on the list
I don't ill i just kill only do it for thrills
Taking out all the foes like i'm taking out all the hoes
Rap vill(an) with no feeling can't stop the killing come straight from the ceiling
A message from god, word be bond, got this sick ass rap just for ya'll
[☆Mr. Sky]
I look nice, but it comes with a price
n*ggas be jealous cause my (a)fro's fuller than your fat ass stomach after a bowl of rice
Squaring up for these sick bars they'll drop so hard that sh*t leaves scars
You will react to my rhyme attack yeah you try to run you won't get far
You Showing up on my radar i'll blow you out with that nadar
This tracks explosive, i'll get compulsive, so futuristic got lasers
I probably should put down the damn caffeine, got me throwing out lyrics like a damn machine
Say i'm not clean, boy i'll get mean, I'll steal your fame like a damn fiend
You needa realize that the damn prize isn't in disguise it's in front of ya eyes
Now back down, wheres the damn crown? I'll take it now, why you gotta frown?
I'm done with you, get up out my face, go and tell your group you're a damn disgrace
The Boba Boyz playing you like toys, i feel your face feeling with regret
Your tears taste like Pocari Sweat