Elimination Process

My topics, flows from the tropics
Harvest harmonics like we growing through hydroponics

Every three months a lethal dose in your stupido
Run tell your people, Cap style is lethal
My speech unequals to the divine sequels
Lyrics like euchre nation, most consider me evil

Light years ahead of this rap competition

I'm like the continents and mountain ranges formation
Words of wisdom, surfing this universe
I seek parallel dimensions when I spit this verse
In your stores, now spitting audible treats
Middle finger to you hiding under YX sheets, yeah
Check out our savages, higher than your baby stew
More complicated than the parts on a Rubik's Cube
It's only logical I keep rappers in test tubes
Top of the food chain so we can sinner you fool, uh!

We were lonely ass gangstas, wanna be mobsters
I hang with you MCs with words and beat boxes
Bring it like pastors, schooling while you bastards
Remove all fake ass through elimination process
We were lonely ass gangstas, wanna be mobsters
I hang with you MCs with words and beat boxes
Bring it like pastors, schooling while you bastards
Remove all fake ass through elimination process

This track's been forged like an assassin's sword
Stomping like the eighty-four team played for vocal chords
Here come the lords, rulers of the underground

Chief sucker with that next hip-hop rocking sound
My beatbox Sasquatch, when the beat drops
Watching my enemies, survey them from the rooftop
Hands in the air, keep them there when my crews rock
Killing sound systems from these crosses, peak your boombox
I give my all when I'm laying down laws
All you haters keep on yapping those jaws
Watch for crumb snatches, these rapping actors

I swing axes (develop when I practice)
Drowning MCs like a renegade baptist
Like five rooms in hotels, study my chapters

Counter strike you like a sniper from the rafters
Assassination by an unknown benefactor, yes!

We were lonely ass gangstas, wanna be mobsters
I hang with you MCs with words and beat boxes
Bring it like pastors, schooling while you bastards
Remove all fake ass through elimination process
We were lonely ass gangstas, wanna be mobsters
I hang with you MCs with words and beat boxes
Bring it like pastors, schooling while you bastards
Remove all fake ass through elimination process

My lyrics spread like missionaries just to convert y'all
Freestyle to last clown before me's hitting floor
Kissing canvas, this Count's the praying mantis
Technique is opposite of pedantic little bastards

I teach classics like the old Shaolin masters

Sick of your unprofessional kiddie little antics

Gotta keep moving, keep my shows improving
Like Auburn, Trenchtown tonight we burning and looting
Soldier recruitment for this champion clean sweep
I make beats for the hardcore heads even in my sleep
I speak freak, like Chinese circus freaks
(Throw your hands up in the air, get your ass out your seats)
Like a baby alien make you sick to the stomach
I do this for the love of hip-hop, never from Compton
Run near or far, we'll still find y'all
Ready or not you can't hide like the old Fuji Rock, uh!

We were lonely ass gangstas, wanna be mobsters
I hang with you MCs with words and beat boxes
Bring it like pastors, schooling while you bastards
Remove all fake ass through elimination process
We were lonely ass gangstas, wanna be mobsters
I hang with you MCs with words and beat boxes
Bring it like pastors, schooling while you bastards
Remove all fake ass through elimination process

Throwing this street heat worldwide!
Project Nine, come on!
Had to make you feel it!