[Chorus] So sound the alarm now the wars on, I’m the warrior the one man, I’mma run up on you with my red war paint on, I got a jaw for a sword get the game on, I said sound the alarm now the wars on, I’m the warrior the one man, one man, I said sound the alarm now the wars on, I’m the warrior, the one, have you caught on? [Verse 1] Intellectual ecstasy, Actually meant to be the action of rest in peace, Happily endlessly lacking in empathy, Apathy tends to be happening naturally, And I’m the bachelor vengefully rapidly ending ya casualties, And I might actually end up fully hacking at enemies, So tactfully that it enters action scenes, And my veracity is a little passive aggressive, Till I’m backed in a corner and I’m forced to act rationally, Massively always fully passionate towards any scrap, When it borders war it has to be, Full metal capacity, One combatant more audacity, Coming out his ass then the gas that leaks, Imaginative and not imaginary, And that’s the reason why you pussies couldn’t even hack this vaginally. [Chorus] [Verse 2] I’m so awkward, a misfit, Morbid, seditious, the talk of the district, Born from the abyss of abortions, I’m enlisted, Knighted by the lords of linguistics, And your kingship is never unrestricted, You go against your cause, you relinquish existence, Taught that I would die before the sword once I lived it, So I am rigor mortis and I’m twisted, And I’m the sickest unapplauded, but committed, unimportant, But discordant and immortal cause I’m gifted, And I’m so wicked, so abhorrent and distorted, When I slaughter I’m depicted as a torturer, sadistic, So would you risk another statistic missing? Cause he’s feeling so antagonistic, How cannibal is this, Cannibalistic animal, can he have flammable characteristics. [Chorus] [Verse 3] I’m bringing anarchy to artists, Heartless, like Anakin I’m banished to the darkness, And I’m barbarous, Half of you said that I’m an arsehole, the other half narcissist, Cause I’ll be bringing carcinogenic carnage, And I’m the bastard that killed Kenny quicker than any other arsonist, And I’m larcenous, in any argument, Last of us standing isn’t you cause I’m marvellous, Carnivorous and arduous, Harbouring hate, oblivious, I’m invidious cause I’m fatherless, Masterous, my bark is the nastiest, But when my bites beginning call your pharmacist, Cause the harm isn’t half of what you’ll be answering for, In Newcastle you’re guaranteed a last meal for sure, Before we carve up your body, throw your parts off the shore, That’s what you’ll be getting bitch for starting a war.

[Verse 1] I’m sick of the people coming around, coming to see me, bringing me down, Thinking I listen, not giving a fuck they’re dribbling sibilance outta their mouth, They’re digging a ditch then pulling a pout, I’m sick of the minute I’m helping them out, They’re running their mouths again like nothing is coming, I’m knocking you out, I’m sick of their lying bickering mouths, picture me looking you in the eye and figuring out, You’re giving me lies, finish your dinner then get off my couch, It’s a pity that I am bringing the drought then kicking ya down, Epiphany strikes the minute you drown, get rid of the rubbish relinquish your crown, You wanted to fuck around, you wanted to be the buster clown, This uppercut will fuck you up, enough’s enough I’m hunting you down, I’m coming from underground this thundercloud’s, Becoming accustomed to being touch and go, the one and only fucking cunt around, You wanted my trust, you wanted my love, you wanted it unannounced, The minute it comes you pick up and run, becoming corrupted and dumbing it down, From someone who counts shut up and go and fuck yourself, I hope you’re stuck in hell and when my knuckles hit, suffer well. [Chorus Cuts] Don’t take nothing for me to start something, So this is like a full blown attack, Keep my name out of your mouth, Shut the fuck up, There ain’t enough bars to hold the drama that we’ve been through, You should watch your mouth, This is lyrical combat, Speak your mind but watch your mouth, You getting knocked the fuck out, Fuck what you heard, So fast it’ll make your eyes spin [Verse 2] I’m hating the fact of having your back, I cannot be carrying enemies that, Be stabbing humanity savagely, doubt that mechanically you can consider the fact, The sound of the smack, my counter attack, no need for the cavalry pack, I’m coming with no-one, this loner will put you in a coma by choking you till you collapse, Your throat’ll be capped, spoken your crap, awoken the ghost of the black, Invoking components considered an omen and openly coaxing it hoping it snaps, The potent persona devoted to hack, dispose of the whack, approaching the moment to crack, Atonement for no-one that’s knowingly chosen to open their trap, I’ll chauffer these cats and show them I overreact, poach ‘em and hang ‘em from rope in the back, Open the bag, unload on opponents that vocally act, Your motives are fucked, you posers are rats, the closest are focused on cash, Or anything else to better themselves depending on whether they’re poking the gash, And most of the cats unspoken the coast it unnoticed, the showmen they act, As tho they’re your friends, pretending defending in any offending approaches your back, The coke and the gas are cloaks and their daggers, smoke in their mirrors, periods of acts, They’ll open their traps and hope for the moment you’re hopeless then go for your back. [Chorus Cuts]

[Verse 1] Back then, I was a little kid, little bitch, Malcolm in the middle, didn’t throw a fist, Didn’t even know that you were my enemy, Never a clue how to defend myself against my own family, On a temper spree, anger management, so embarrassing, I was ten years old, you were harrowing, Baseball bats and eight ball cues, Everything, anything you could see yourself carrying, Then you’d jump onto my stomach and you’d choke me, Blood rushing from my nose, both hands closing, Tighter and tighter, one roll of the dice and my life would be brighter, But I’m stuck here with stoners as parents, who think that I’m a liar, (Solve it yourself and take it outside), You’re pissing me off, I’m going through hell, I’m wishing that I’d die, Now I’m going to my happy place where I torture you, You taught me these visions, now they’re all for you. [Chorus] Go to sleep bitch, die mother fucker die, (Go to sleep now) Go to sleep bitch, why are you still alive, (I said go to sleep) Go to sleep bitch, die mother fucker die, (Go to sleep now) Go to sleep bitch, why are you still alive, (Go to sleep) [Verse 2] Another tear in my eye, bullied at school, Then bullied at home, I never feared if I died, As long as it stops, a coffin, a box, So solemn I’m lost, only darkness at the bottom of the drop, Can anyone help me, anyone hear me, Answer me, everything is darkened, Severely past the point, I can’t disappoint, I’m sure the devils waiting eagerly to feed on me, the mask in the void, Is whispering, lingering, Hoping for the wish to be spoken so Loki can assist, then, Sit and watch your body float across the river, For every time that you delivered a lethal blow to my liver, and I’m off I couldn’t do this to my blood relative, But you can punch repetitive, cunts like you should never live, Now I’m going to my happy place where I torture you, You taught me these visions, now they’re all for you. [Chorus] [Verse 3] And now I’m all alone, crying in the corner can’t call this home. And it’s all because of you bitch, (Cant call this home) Fat cunt looking mother fucker with a pool stick, And so I got a lock on my door, But panicked every time there was a knock at the door, And so I tried to run, pack my bags, tried to overcome, I know there’s love around here somewhere, Quick be quiet or your number’s done, Number one rule, don’t succumb to dumb fools, There’s a blood pool in my hands, (In my hands) Nobody understands, (Understands) That when you’re all alone, there can’t be (Can’t be) There can’t be silence, (Can’t be) There’s a blood pool in my hands, (In my hands) Nobody under... Understands (They never understand) [Chorus]

[Kid Lyrical’s Verse] [Chorus] If you wanna hear these raps get sawn in half (come along now) If you wanna see this track get torn apart, (come along now) We come to prove you’re gonna get served, (come along now) That’s what we’re on, that’s what we’re on, (come along now, come along now) [Nhostic’s Verse] The lyrical action is back from the back of the bus with a passion, Criminal, mismatch, overlap and collapse, hit the max, hijacking assassin, Pivotal, it’s a little cardiac when I rap analytical facts, unhash them, Clinical raps in the bag, an inimical trap for the whack and the whimsical, just imagine These double dragon madmen rapping so massive, Clash of the Titans Kracken, Cracking all the quarterbacks in the back for talking smack then smack them, Piggyback stabbing and grappling it happens, blue and then blacken the rappers for acting, Crews getting capped for the rapping infraction, attacking the bad men will get you flattened, Move, and you’ll get more than a bruise from Hadukens, we’re producing bars, We’re fast and the furious, dark and injurious, smart and intuitive inducing scars, You wanted to start with squandering garbage, wanted to be part of the army, Half of you can’t even discharge bars like you were a soft cock at bukake parties, But it can’t be finished I’m living it minute to minute, definitive, Giving it everything, anything, deafening enemies, levelling, threatening, severing, felonies, Jealousies are evidently evident when we be ending all the emcees, Envy and vengeance eventually centres and enters the sentences so senselessly. [Chorus] [Wiz’s Verse] [Chorus]

[Chorus 1] Play that beat that the deejay’s running, Nhostic & JM will keep it coming, One loud mouth with some fingers cutting, This is just something else that will keep you bumping, They got it locked down now, Jump up and around now, Shake ya booty to the ground now, This is how it sounds now... [Verse 1] Let me take a second to introduce the two of us, We’re the two that blew the residue and dust, Off the records in your venues, you recruited us, I bet that you never knew we’re both producers, he’s the dude on cuts, I’m the shredder reigning terror but forever smooth enough, (Error Error) He’s the dreaded fella and we’re moving up, We dismember whomsoever disapproves of us, we’re just humorous, Out manoeuvre numerous crews, we are proof enough, That the rumours are just true, get your schooners up, Don’t refuse the love of our music this is you and us, Let us loose and move your head out of your uterus, And get your heads into the room to get a better view of us... [Bridge 1] We’ll get ya jumping... Like na na na We’ll keep it pumping... Like na na na We’ll get ya bumping... Like na na na We’re starting something... Like na na na So... [Chorus 2] Play that beat that the deejay’s running, Nhostic & JM will keep it coming, One loud mouth with some fingers cutting, This is just something else that will keep you bumping, They got it locked down now, (locked down now) Jump up and around now, (jump up and around) Shake ya booty to the ground now, (to the ground now) This is how it sounds now... (this is how it sounds now) [Verse 2] (chika chika) That’s Serato from the left wing, Juicy Mango’s ammo is like arrows manifesting, Shots fired from a wok eye and a breast ring, He’ll be rocking shows and then be hopping to the next thing, Like shot gunning Elevates before we hop on centre stage, Not gonna hesitate, we’re alcoholic renegades, Watch JM drop the bass, head bopping off his face, We don’t need a legitimate reason just to celebrate, So just let me go and set it straight, While he’s spinning records I’m wrecking the page, Penetrate your heads and faces like dedications to better days, Decimating lemons into L L Lemonade [Bridge 2] And get ya jumping... Like na na na We’ll keep it pumping... Like na na na We’ll get ya bumping... Like na na na We’re starting something... Like na na na So... [Verse 3] Nhostic, Yo, they call me nitrous oxide, I spit the writtens quicker than a missile going topside, Cockeyed drunk, I think up new words and neologise, Take a look at you you’re all vaginas in a cock fight, Yeah I said it and your Mumma said she’s not surprised, But I’m like... Someone’s in here... Occupied, And I just go and rock the mic, proper cause I’m off my eye, All of you are frothing cause you know that I’ve been prophesized, So just let me go and drop this rhyme, Nhos and RileyJM we personify crossing lines, Me and him together are fresher we’re fully optimized, Top of the line, roll out like we’re Optimus Prime. [Bridge 2] [Chorus 2]

[Chorus] We roam through the dark of night, Float in, float out, we glow like ghosts of afterlife, So stand back as we charge the mic, We ignite like carbonite, we’re gonna start a riot, These other blokes they ain’t half as nice Three solo artists combine break out the carbonite, And stand back (Stand back), stand back (Stand back) Thunder claps when we pass the mic, the carving knife. [Prem’s Verse 1] [Nhostic’s Verse 1] And by the nightly we murk yas, Artists from the darkness we’re surgeons, heartless murder urges, Harder cause we’re carving up your circus, Resurfacing insurgents, leave ya martyrs wordless, Palming then bombarding harboured verses, we’re worshipped, For the harm and disturbance and for disservice, we’ve earned this, Far beyond our purpose, our march of resurgence, Well make you suffer hard and then we’ll laugh as it worsens. [Theme One’s Verse 1] [Chorus] [Theme One’s Verse 2] [Nhostic’s Verse 2] Nhos, Prem, Theme One – Triple edged sword, We just cripple heads or just spit and dribble tense thoughts, Employ our pens for a swinging sickle - end wars, And predicting deaths like the Wicked Witch of Endor, And that’s a ten-four, pivotal syllables sent forth, To chisel visuals that ripple in your head storms, You’ll get your necks torn from visceral enforced, Lyricals shed form our individual intense form. [Prem’s Verse 2] [Chorus]

[Bridge] x 2 It ain’t lights, camera, action, it’s all about the passion, All about the truth of you and who you’re capturing, All about the moves, what’s happening, All about the future, the music, the people we are gathering. [Chorus] We live hip hop, we live it long, we live it up and loud, We live hip hop, we sing along through all the ups and downs, We live hip hop, we live it long, we live it strong and proud, So raise your hands up to the sky now if you feel my sound. [Verse 1] So put ‘em up, Cause this is for all the ones who were good enough, To come and support us up and comers like others shoulda done, Your presence meant everything, meaning it meant everything, Cause every head that went to every show it was unsettling, It kept us pencilling, it kept us questioning, Of how to develop as artists, push harder, live off adrenaline, What sounded banging, sounded menacing, What captured the masses and made the crowd response become the deafening, Sound that we wished for, the crowds that we lived for, The big bounce that we’d give our mother in laws in for, The blood, sweat and tears, the months spent to years, And all the sum of all the parties that we gave up just to get here cause... [Bridge] [Chorus] [Verse 2] So to everybody who supported first, bought our merch, Sourced out our newer songs and ordered them before we served them, To all the masses you deserve these words – THANK YOU, Cause we were poor and we were fortunate for your support and you were worth, Your weight in gold and if the roles were reversed, I would purchase your first mixtape, I know it is worth, More than we ever deserved, and if we ever leave earth, Know that it’s not about the money our objective was to get heard, And I confess some verses are personal, but first of all, I’m letting out my hurt so just be merciful, But I gotta thank you for tuning in through it all, Because if it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t feel human at all cause... [Bridge] [Chorus] [Outro] It ain’t lights, camera, action, it’s all about the passion, Can you feel my, feel my sound, It ain’t lights, camera, action, it’s all about the passion, Can you feel my, feel my sound, It ain’t lights, camera, action, it’s all about the passion, Can you feel my, feel my sound, It ain’t lights, camera, action, it’s all about the passion, Can you feel my, feel my sound,

[Chorus] We’re not going off to camp the cliffs, And we won’t meet at port to command the ships, And it ain’t in the sands where my man Sphinx is, Grab my hand I promise that we won’t land in a damp abyss, It isn’t where Santa lives, or where Atlantis is, Come here give ya man a kiss, Cause baby baby baby baby baby baby baby baby, Baby where we’re going we don’t need sandwiches. [Verse 1] Baby grab a hold, Cause we’re about to catapult down the rabbit hole, And no you can’t bring the Tupperware for the casserole, Put down the salad bowl we need room for alcohol, And don’t forget the sheath from my ninja quick sword, Cause my lips are sore, and if I have to sing you know you’ll get bored so, Amidst all of this what do you wish for? I might’ve got it right this time for once huh? I should be kissed more, Now it ain’t the lion, witch or the wardrobe, No you can’t have Aporto, listen also, It doesn’t go down the yellow brick road or to Pelican Cove, Or to a percentage of both but it does, Deliver us to a considerate view for a minute or two, Ahh you’re beginning to move huh? Now you’re interested, go ahead and pinch yourself, You need to know that this is realer than some Christmas elves cause... [Chorus] [Verse 2] So have you guessed where we’re going yet? Don’t let out your Tourettes, you haven’t heard the rest yet, Baby stress less I’m really being serious, I promise that this will be the best experience, And yes I’m mysterious, yes I’m imperious, Yes I will shut up in a minute when I’m finished, So grab your bikini and towel, cause we’ll go now, Announce it to everyone, just get off the couch so we can go, Near the mountains where the clouds are cuddly, And we can grab some bubbly and both get snuggly, And we can jump up and down in the puddles, But I promise not in the mud, I know I’ll get in trouble, But please, don’t forget to grab a rubber raincoat, Cause in the end we’ll both be wet and both be in the same boat so, Baby are you ready to go? And have you figured it out cause I already know. [Skit 1] Come on Mickey, where are we going? Nah nah nah, I can’t tell you that, it’s a secret you have to guess it. Ugh just tell me already! Ha ha ha nup! [Chorus] [Skit 2] Alright, you can take off the blind fold... Now! What? Tada!! Ha ha ha, after all of that, and you’re taking me on a holiday to the bedroom? You’re welcome. Mickey, you’re an idiot...

[Chorus] Don’t fuck (fuck), don’t fuck around right now (what up) You know my name and how my flame maims clowns, Don’t fuck (fuck), don’t fuck around right now Cause when it rains it pours, now watch my game rain down, Don’t fuck (fuck), don’t fuck around right now (what up) You know my name and how my flame maims clowns, Don’t fuck (fuck), don’t fuck around right now Cause when I came, I conquered and got the game shut down [Verse 1] So who that matters, happens to wanna lose and vanish, I’ll bruise ya manners and prove all of yous are faggots, Through useless battles I’m letting loose and diffusing the babble, Collateral damage will be huge, soon the news will travel, I’ll bust a few, I’m the nuisance I rattle, Dabble in music like juice is in apples, It’s the truth I am proof the Haduken is actual, Through the noose I will chew, fuck you I’m an animal, Producing the practical illusion for gradual amusement, For the hallelujah fanatical, So who’s unimaginable – voodoo or magical, Or the evolution of the future supernatural, The rumours are factual, manoeuvre I act a fool, Convoluting music to be used, I’m unilateral, No room for sabbaticals, humanism invaluable, Consuming what I produce and assume that it’s infallible. [Chorus] [Verse 2] I’m not joshing, I’m rocking impossible, dropping the bombs unstoppable, Canonical, chopping off the populous because I’m volatile, Dodging obstacles, fully responsible, methodical, Pockets full of lyrics, you’re empiric and apocryphal, You hock and cough up cock and balls, You imposters are preposterous and illogical, Possibly possible but improbable, your optional, unwatchable, Because you lack the volume of what I am – phenomenal, My raps are rockable, rhapsodical, Apt prodigal, raps chronicles, abdominal attack, voluble, Adapt and follow through, collapse because you’re soluble, Your whack and comical, and your tracks are unpolishable trash, And that’s a fact I am knowledgeable, Bachelor of horrible acts, I’m the optimal catastrophe, Diabolical on casualties, Casually vomiting the blasphemy happily. [Chorus] [Verse 3] Can you feel the pain? Listen, with a bit of rage in him, He ain’t a saint, restrained in a cage, what’s making him sane is hate within him, He can take and shake the faith out of atheism, make it a mission to place the greatness in him, Race with the rhythm of eight and escape the living, His fate is written, driven by haste, he faces strange conditions, Making his way to breaking the cage and day by day he’s raising limits, With a brain that’s withered and vacant in minutes, he’s making a mark, And waking them up, taking away their place in the dark with sensationalism, But I can’t be held accountable, I’m bound to be downing fools, Cause the sound of my album paramount, drowning out all that’s renounceable, I’m foul and bounceable, I’m about to shower my mouth is full, With announcements, throw in the towel get out right now you fools I’m palpable, I’m sour to the crowd I’m cool, I will counter the cowards with power tools, I’m out here running around shouting with a growl louder than a mound of mountain bulls, I will devour the loudest, I am the powerfullest, My battle ground is the underground and I’ll strike when the hours cruellest. [Chorus] [Cuts] [Chorus]

[Verse 1] Hey baby girl I just want to tell you I’m sorry, That you never existed cause inside my mind there’s many worries, Your Mum’s a slurry, She doesn’t know the meaning of monogamy giving up her body like it’s a hobby, She’s been pushed into more shelves and counters than a trolley, And doesn’t tell daddy, she’s walking ‘round she’s getting cocky, Get it? Do you understand she’s getting cocky? That’s ok Munchkin, you don’t have too cause I’ve got photocopies, Photographs of blokes at bars with her and tonsil hockey, They fondle each other, I think his name is Tommy, And oddly enough I feel melancholy, I wanna give him a broken coffee cup tracheotomy sloppily, I knew I smelt him on you get the fuck up off of me, You smell like distrust and dishonesty, I’ve never been diabolical, now I wanna be, I can feel the rage, I welcome animosity, But sorry Pumpkin right this minute I’m in the bushes, Watching this dead man give your mummy kisses when he knows he shouldn’t, She’s pushing the limit by going to dinner with him, She’s grinning, finishing all his sentences, wow, This is the beginning the middle the end, this the official descent, This is abysmal I want revenge, I can’t comprehend How she can go on a date without her wedding ring, Just look at him, I’m better than him in measurements, anything is, Now this Smurf cunt deserves more than one punch, The nerve on this person is bringing curtains, I wanna hurt someone, Outburst, unbutton my shirt and bludgeon, Cause I’m the worst one to go against Hun, I’m determined. [Chorus] Till death do us part, we were doomed from the start, A descent, this is the end, Till death do us part, we were doomed from the start, A descent, this is the end. [Bridge] This is the end, this is the end, This is the end, this is the end. [Verse 2] Sorry little angel but Mummy had to be exposed, What cuts me deepest tho is that I’ll never see you grow, But even Jesus knows Mummy’s a deceiving hoe, She keeps on being sneaky she’s a wolf dressed up in sheepish clothes, I loved her deeply Sweetie you should know, That I would never dream of cheating on her, things were peachy, last week we were close, And now I feel like I’ve just seen a ghost, What the fuck am I saying, you’re never even gonna read this note, So fuck this shit, I’m gonna bust this bitch in the upper lip, Then jump that prick and punch him quick and show him who he’s fucking with, And I bet ten bucks that you’re in love with him, So I guess someone is coming to bring destruction till it’s sunken in, Knuckle him till you’re suffering, argh, how can you go and suck his dick, You’re not upping and jumping ship, I’ll die before it comes to this, Better think of something quick, I’m gonna need an alibi as to why your life got nullified, Mummy gets killed, that slut got mummified (ha-ha get it, mummified?), And I get to say goodbye and at the same time I leave satisfied, And because you strategized and you fraternized your friend is leaving paralysed, And you can’t blame me this isn’t overanalysed, And as much as I am agonized you can imagine how much I have sacrificed, With the time to have you in my life, apologize, Never gonna compromise, you’re nothing but a thumb ring, You fucking dumb drunk slut ugly cunt fuckwit. [Chorus]