We're here Ft Kaze & PsychoPuppe...

 

0:22 StormTheArsonist verse begins

 

StormTheArsonist Verse:

 

Who's changing the temperature in the air before he goes up?

walking around with his nose up, comes out of no where and blows up,

i'm dropping so much shit out my ass it'll make ya throw up. hold up.

who's been talking, but now their back walking and failed to show up

Infamous villain, on the scene chillin', making the green willin'

to rap with the veterans on the scene and go for the killin'

my name has risen due to my radical decisions given

weather its fact or fiction, i got something that'll make em listen

once read, it becomes a addiction, but with different symptoms

far from battler but have a short list of victims, their forgiven

as their all left there laying in defeat without their Intestines

style's one in a million, driven to drop untouchable written's

my demeanor's different, the flow remains gifted, uplifting

i couldn't care less about yours or anyone else's opinion

its my decision to rev up this engine according to my vision

musics my religion, every beats with a new style that's risen

im a lyrical weapon getting veterans feeling threaten

my flows poisonous like venom while styles boost in momentum

thats why haters talk shit but i let them, cause most are just freshmen

droppin shit, while I cant stop hot shit from pouring out my rectum

 

 

 

Kaze Verse:

 

All it takes is one line to make these motherfuckers pass out into holy light

I got an evil appetite, cannibalistic lyrics of mine appear at the cold midnight

Its like your paralyzed and satisfied at the every same time

Your brains exploding like a dynamite when this shit drops its like a knife

Going right through Your heart, don't act surprised you little parasites

Feel the vibe when this shit strikes, arsonist and kaze

Taking your souls and diggin' for your bodies some holes

They all choke cuz their throats froze they stand speechless

Like hoes with every quote I spoke, try to call us out you may get

A diss inside a fucking envelope, they call themselves stars but I can't still see

Them even when using a telescope, fuck em' we started this little shit

Public enemies still getting your bitches to get down on their knees

Got these niggaz jumping from trees like monkeys, when the beat drops

Its like an abusive father giving a belt beating, we unleashing the hounds of Justice

The other rappers are just siblings in our eyes just our kids, I should have kept them

Inside the condom now they spreading like a fucking disease

So don't step up to these you hillbillies or you may witness a giveaway of

Numerous of fatalities

 

 

 

 

PsychoPuppet Verse:

 

The puppet been havin a hard life bein the greatest rapper of all time

Props and feedback I always see that so for all the fame I guess that was the harsh price

The essence that is me is golden my biggest fans, they call themselves the “ad-libs,” say that I’m the best MC

My manager told me “I ain’t ya manager, I’m just ya therapist” he’s just a hater filled with jealousy

I ain’t even gotta rap producers bow down when I so much as speak in the booth

My feet are infused with red carpet roll up covered in the drip from that leak in the roof

All the bitches say I’m egotistical which I’m sure really just means “he’s so lyrical”

I piss my autograph into people’s corn flakes and they thank me before they eat the cereal

Arrive at the venue at midnight and rock the crowd I’m always late for rappin rhymes

With the pen I’m the dopest when MCs forget their devotion I confiscate their braggin rights

Ask Storm and Kaze I’m savage with it everybody else is a drag like Paul O’Grady

These stupid labels always want me to commit to contacts I hit em with an honest “maybe”

Pour champagne on the stage built for me fuck walkin on water I’m the most holy

Ride with the team in a limousine and only play my own bangers in the car, no oldies!

How lucky they are to know me and have the privilege of my blessings in their ears

The Pi mixtape was a masterpiece just hearin it brought grown men to tears

You may have been rappin for several years but ya career is endin here I was destined for greatness

Put pencils to pages and start collectin the wages my philosophy is that I’m the best of all sages

I’m the rap god givin y’all these verses I sent as gifts

Y’all ain’t shit bow down to the most humble person that ever lived