You heard stories about the angels of brotherly love
This is for the sisters and brothers we love
We care enough to give it uncut straight up
With no chase, suckers, time don't wait up
That's why we're sending cats back to the lab
For a while, the microphones up for grabs
That's why we're sending cats back to the lab
The microphones up for grabs
Hunters and gatherers, nomads and Attica
Radical terrorists and those who tally up the data
That is most a stake of boasts, but scatter when toast is close
Furnace pressed to the throat, you ghost
Of course, you could choose to go against the force
I'll fire straight ahead, there'll be no mission aboard
We could take it to the streets or take it to court
Supreme, get hit over your fort
Open the door, move over the floor
Different artists on tour, 60% love, 40% war
Let's settle the score, most things are right at the core
And not what they seem, watch the two worlds you're stuck in between
Or pay the penalty, zero strikes, zero felonies
Laid low with Keto Master, redirecting energy
I use words similar, but none sound fresher than
You heard stories about the angels and brothers we love
This is for the sisters and brothers we love
We care enough to give it uncut straight up
With no chase, suckers, time don't wait up
That's why we're sending cats back to the lab
For a while, the microphones up for grabs
That's why we're sending cats back to the lab
The microphones up for grabs
You're the probably fine rocker at the rockery
Puffin' AK, sippin' Cafe Arley
In Amsterdam, chillin' in the cafe all day
Bang my sh!t between classes in your school hallways
You're a rapper with expansion, all access
Hard hitters make you treat your mic like a cactus
Rap icon of class that loves to sound flash
And sticky green grass with orange or brown hash
Take your tape up, then tape this song
I heard anything that does not kill will make strong
And I'm ill, one of the sickest holdin' the still
You need a dose of echinacea with a lil' golden cell
Immune boost, turn up my tootin' boots
Bad boots slicin', dice your crew and produce hits
Misunderstandings go back to the blues
But ah, there ain't nothin' like hip-hop music
You heard stories about the angels and brothers we love
This is for the sisters and brothers we love
We care enough to give it uncut straight up
With no chase, suckers, time don't wait up
That's why we're sendin' cats back to the lab
For a while, the microphone's up for grabs
That's why we're sendin' cats back to the lab
The microphone's up for grabs
Live everyday like it's your last
Cause one day you'll be right
My n!ck around, son, it might be tonight
Cause figure the likeliness of you survivin'
This brawl is slim, it's like scuba diving with no oxygen
Monster when I situate my slang
Leave a n!ck almost brainless once it bang
Had a crowd screamin' how they don't want your thang
Keep it, the sharpest one in the game, it's no secret
My style certified, Philly animal rough
Runnin' things, pull more strings than gamblin' Huff
Cannibal hustlers taught me how to handle myself
Hit man for hire, pull a hot pen from his shelf
The squad, the pioneer, the representative, the deafest thaw
I got these weak n!cks pullin' they selves apart
Y'all know the tone, the one that hold the thong
That radiates your dome like a Motorola phone