Face the Music
(Now we push rhymes) crazy rhymes
Words forced fed to your mind, trace the source
(Brother, brother) face the music, don't confuse it for another
Nothing comes close to this, kiss the sky
These grands change hands as our fans
Multiply (we push rhymes)
People gather round when we kick them
(Go, boy) shifty stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha, stick 'em
Burning bridges, smoking ism
Losing my religion
Shooting the breeze, we got these MC's ass kissing
So if you can't take the heat, get your ass out the kitchen
I freak it off the wall
Crammin,' slammin', points of view into your - skull -
That's why we stick 'em
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Ha stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em
Stick 'em, stick 'em (stick 'em)
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Ha stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Can't stick 'em
Well, if I tapped you on the spinal with an anesthetic
Epic is the definition written into grooves of vinyl
It's called survival, when I drop the stylish into friction
Tectonic traits drifting like the plates
It shakes like the quakes in Cali
The mystic maharaji
Mission of the kamikoze comeback kid
Producer super status
I'm here to claim my reign as the baddest beat peddler
So place your bet middler
The roof is ablaze and yo
Were smoking out the fiddler
We're sippin' on a hundred proof liquor
Welcome to the doomsday dawning
Hot like the sun
No time to relax, we pack the doomsday gun
Stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Ha stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em
Stick 'em, stick 'em (stick 'em)
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Ha stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Can't stick 'em
Call me a drifter, richter when I hit you with the stick 'em
I'm talking -
The pit starter, a wanted man
The one who cuffed your daughter to my bedstand and
I talk a lot of - because I know a lot of -
I know, I said I'd quit but I just want another hit
It's madness pimpin' like Gladys
The baddest maintain their status
That is no question
Releasing tension as we step into the seventh dimension
This jabber jaw's jaws are slapping
We's what's happening
The bones are breaking
And fingers snapping
The pressure is on with non-stop action
Whether banging your head or steady maxing
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Ha stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em
Stick 'em, stick 'em (stick 'em)
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Ha stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em (stick 'em...)
Words forced fed to your mind, trace the source
(Brother, brother) face the music, don't confuse it for another
Nothing comes close to this, kiss the sky
These grands change hands as our fans
Multiply (we push rhymes)
People gather round when we kick them
(Go, boy) shifty stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha, stick 'em
Burning bridges, smoking ism
Losing my religion
Shooting the breeze, we got these MC's ass kissing
So if you can't take the heat, get your ass out the kitchen
I freak it off the wall
Crammin,' slammin', points of view into your - skull -
That's why we stick 'em
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Ha stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em
Stick 'em, stick 'em (stick 'em)
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Ha stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Can't stick 'em
Well, if I tapped you on the spinal with an anesthetic
Epic is the definition written into grooves of vinyl
It's called survival, when I drop the stylish into friction
Tectonic traits drifting like the plates
It shakes like the quakes in Cali
The mystic maharaji
Mission of the kamikoze comeback kid
Producer super status
I'm here to claim my reign as the baddest beat peddler
So place your bet middler
The roof is ablaze and yo
Were smoking out the fiddler
We're sippin' on a hundred proof liquor
Welcome to the doomsday dawning
Hot like the sun
No time to relax, we pack the doomsday gun
Stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Ha stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em
Stick 'em, stick 'em (stick 'em)
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Ha stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Can't stick 'em
Call me a drifter, richter when I hit you with the stick 'em
I'm talking -
The pit starter, a wanted man
The one who cuffed your daughter to my bedstand and
I talk a lot of - because I know a lot of -
I know, I said I'd quit but I just want another hit
It's madness pimpin' like Gladys
The baddest maintain their status
That is no question
Releasing tension as we step into the seventh dimension
This jabber jaw's jaws are slapping
We's what's happening
The bones are breaking
And fingers snapping
The pressure is on with non-stop action
Whether banging your head or steady maxing
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Ha stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em
Stick 'em, stick 'em (stick 'em)
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Ha stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Can't stick 'em
Ha-ha-ha stick 'em (stick 'em...)
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Morales, Darren Robinson, Damon Yul Wimbley, Brett 'epic' Mazur, Seth Binzer
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