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[Intro]
Hey, you, what we gonna do? Suit up, boot up, let's go!
[Hook: Tyler Lyon]
Make way
I'm coming through you
There's nothing you can do
It's my day, make waves
We crash into you
Your end is coming soon
I'm your base
So make waves
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Yeah, ain't nobody ever seen a beast
I'm a catch a career but it's been the least
Follow was a very little, I mean petite
I'mma pull the carpet from under you
How it even started ya wonder who
I'mma show ya what rain and thunder do
Hope ya really ready when it come for you
Not a group or a alien on the planet that can do it
Like I do it ya put em out in the front of me I can do it
I pursue it, danger
Never stoppin' the mangler
Nina tough with them wranglers
Give me lip I'mma bang ya
Never benevolence you wasn't ever the relevant
You thinkin' you 'bout to be but you are outta ya element
Bringin the hella win then came back in hella mint
Condition or to see my new wicked development
Never let up, ya never get up
It'll never be another competitor better than us
I been on it ya runnin' late though we'll let 'em in the
You thinkin' you reachin' a level that's clever than what
I'mma gain it you don't get the picture then I'mma paint it
With the pain I came insane the Nina language
Thinkin' you gonna be up when I have to bring this anguish
Ain't no question I am truly the strangest
I gotta shake it up for a minute
Tecca Nina got the greater percentage
And when I enter whatever I gotta win it
Try to get me in the corner ya finished
A lotta people defeated when I diminish
When I hit you need a hell of a dentist
I got the punch and the power that's intricate
Got you thinkin' how did you get off into this
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
If life's a beach, can we go surfin'
It never been easy for me besides the birthday
And the people that eat the words observin'
That we can all feast to what we think are deserving
I'm a heart-breaker, weight-maker
And I'mma take a leap nothin' round the Kali baby
Been a ball-breaker, gate-maker
And I can stop and out ya mouth if ya gettin' lazy
I'm a typhoon tsunami, any whatever will [?] of salami
Try to be quick or we're quick to get ya behind me
I could belligerent nuttin', nothin' could calm me
I'mma take the wheel, bust the grill
If it's an emergency bust a seal
You can see I make the mill, yes I will
Cause I got the skill to yield, plus the will
Put ya lights out, the fight's out
The mic is my knife and device and ya iced out
Pull my windpipe out, that or the thing of a singer
I'mma rip it though they might shout
Cause I'm a sore loser
If I'm defeated and heated, better be headed right for the door
And I'm a born bruiser
When ya get beated and seated, then I'll be ready to give you more
I can keep goin' and never stop
Easy as breathin' to me and if you don't believe me
Let me get to chillin' 'till I pop
Eager to eat 'em and never need a reason whether
You better pick em up when they drop
Singin' I'm leavin' the speed is unbelievable
That you better never give them a shot
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Rittz]
Yeah, you see me make waves, When I became strange
And dominated but you be never gave grace
You be talkin' shit on Instagram and started say plays
When I see you and confront you then you try to save face
And vacate, okay K, I'm about to go grade A
There's no name sake but won't gain fans
They got my name and they're sayin' so lord they sprayed
I'm still hungry, it's like I'm stuck in the 08 state of mine
My mind is so spaced they sit on 'till the toke, it is close
To get dome, catch a dome switcher
Oh shit it look like rid a bull hit her
No shit his bone's stickin' out I think it's broken
Now go freakin' dial 911, homie I run run
My city we don't do that kiddie shit where I come from
You like dum dum? You really think you fight on one?
You wanna take my strange chain and my nine gun drum
A future icon son, you just a ho ass bitch
You go ass kiss anybody the [?] is
You try to be somethin' you're not my shit is dope as is
You got some dope [?] and that's sick as shit
They're so angry that we ain't similar, homie check ya temperature
You fuck with me and you will need a medical examiner
For his or rappers ramblin' put handles on ya manager
They said I'm from a letter them and I [?]
I came in again and I'm representin'
Johnny Valiant in this bitch there's no messed up beat
That be killin' it keepin' it independent
Tecca Nina is the leader given me the check I hate it now say no more I'ma get 'em
Or Kali baby they'd be crazy to try me to justify in the cycle that I invented
I start war I'm about to come out any minute to make waves
Yuh-uh-yeah, motherfucker
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