Yggdrasil (feat. FriendlyFire)
Trust me with a pen is akin to the sword of vikings
I might sing a song that'll bring 'em to hell
With lightning
Rappers so generic they scared of the barbarians
Trip Jacket Mafia, mastered the four elements
They couldn't copy us
Not even our own reflections
Mention they rap
When really they just pretending
Ending any rapper you welcome to the beheading
If you step into the ring with the titans
Your life is ending
Never on this caliber, darker than all the matter
In the galaxy gathered a laser to blow the planet up
And like a bat when I grip i'm screaming
Batter up!
This shit is monolithic as graphics in all the pyramids
Everybody rapping but see 'em
They lacking diligence
The dividends they stacking for now
Will never benefit 'em
In the long run
We plan to stick around son
Looking for the hardest of rappers
I think you found 'em
A'oo, A'oo
The killers come through
They knowing i'm the best all of this rapping just to prove
I switch it so many ways
I can't behave, I never change
All of these rappers are found buried
In shallow graves
Jaws are swinging, it's knock out
Like at a rave
I'm sick as fuck, we locked out
I'm here to stay
I'm like a bull in a china shop, with fragile plates
And be prepared for the planet falling in disarray
I'm sick of seeing this talk about the illest killers
Put me atop of the list and all the rest are filler
What all the citizens run from, i'm Godzilla
They shoot a shot and they missing me
They'll never hit us
It's Battleship but the boat I drive is a lot bigger
I'm final boss, the villain to make the plot thicker
And one by one all these rappers are what I got rid of
And if you see us in your town we got the pot with us
Alright
I'm not done
Yo
The pot with us
They not spitters
I'm off chops
You lost plot to fuck with us
I'm not kidding
And not one of you suckers i've seen
Could drop writtens
As hot as I
You pussies nothing but soft kittens
Tell me to switch up the style
You cunts are all tripping
When every rapper I see is all copy written
And oh lord
We know that they will never feel
The rap raw, we hard as fucking power drills
And i'm for the talk, if you got all the skill
But all told, we know that you will never deal
A rap raw, you guys just aren't as hard as us
They play your song and damn we all heard enough
It's getting colder for ya
You better wear a mask
Cause Trip Jacket ain't never been for weak hearts
I might sing a song that'll bring 'em to hell
With lightning
Rappers so generic they scared of the barbarians
Trip Jacket Mafia, mastered the four elements
They couldn't copy us
Not even our own reflections
Mention they rap
When really they just pretending
Ending any rapper you welcome to the beheading
If you step into the ring with the titans
Your life is ending
Never on this caliber, darker than all the matter
In the galaxy gathered a laser to blow the planet up
And like a bat when I grip i'm screaming
Batter up!
This shit is monolithic as graphics in all the pyramids
Everybody rapping but see 'em
They lacking diligence
The dividends they stacking for now
Will never benefit 'em
In the long run
We plan to stick around son
Looking for the hardest of rappers
I think you found 'em
A'oo, A'oo
The killers come through
They knowing i'm the best all of this rapping just to prove
I switch it so many ways
I can't behave, I never change
All of these rappers are found buried
In shallow graves
Jaws are swinging, it's knock out
Like at a rave
I'm sick as fuck, we locked out
I'm here to stay
I'm like a bull in a china shop, with fragile plates
And be prepared for the planet falling in disarray
I'm sick of seeing this talk about the illest killers
Put me atop of the list and all the rest are filler
What all the citizens run from, i'm Godzilla
They shoot a shot and they missing me
They'll never hit us
It's Battleship but the boat I drive is a lot bigger
I'm final boss, the villain to make the plot thicker
And one by one all these rappers are what I got rid of
And if you see us in your town we got the pot with us
Alright
I'm not done
Yo
The pot with us
They not spitters
I'm off chops
You lost plot to fuck with us
I'm not kidding
And not one of you suckers i've seen
Could drop writtens
As hot as I
You pussies nothing but soft kittens
Tell me to switch up the style
You cunts are all tripping
When every rapper I see is all copy written
And oh lord
We know that they will never feel
The rap raw, we hard as fucking power drills
And i'm for the talk, if you got all the skill
But all told, we know that you will never deal
A rap raw, you guys just aren't as hard as us
They play your song and damn we all heard enough
It's getting colder for ya
You better wear a mask
Cause Trip Jacket ain't never been for weak hearts
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Zardain
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