[00:05.04][Verse 1: Viktor Vaughn][00:12.60]Vik, the wild islander, bringing out the child in ya[00:15.60]Singing out the silencer with more violence than "Heil Hitler"[00:18.60]He get some looks, some bull*************t roll-over, a dusty pullover and a Pulitzer[00:22.71]A must we bust your crusty subwoofer sista[00:25.14]Foes is just bluffin', clear your nose from huff-puffin'[00:28.11]A glutton for bludgeoning blood gu*************n', here you go, stud muffin[00:32.07]It’s nothin', get it on the get-by[00:34.41]Bet it on a dead guy, jet it on the red eye[00:37.77]Too many make mistake fillers, not enough live wires[00:41.34]Too many fake killers, and jive sires[00:44.13]Dropped these bombs on a critic from a grass knoll[00:47.13]Everybody got one, your mom's is a asshole[00:50.43]S.O.B. and smug to the u**ost[00:52.65]Cut it close and catch a slug to the gut Mos, word to Thu**ose[00:56.55]What's worse, clutch your purse close, lady[00:59.10]We get more cheese bread for the baby, toast to Grady, one-eighty[01:02.22][Verse 2: Earl Sweat*************rt][01:02.91]I'm in the cut looking for some puss to pick apart[01:05.61]Dirty like us riding in the whip that really isn't ours[01:08.73]Storming out the door, don't press record, I hate my ******g voice[01:11.91]Trying to kill that noise, performing fill that void slightly[01:15.48]I'm swimming in water that's been dicy since landing[01:19.20]And I'm owing these *************s nothing[01:20.85]Like all that I've been handed for free, don't pan your cameras to me[01:24.51]Ho, don't command me to speak[01:26.40]Got these little *************s swinging from the banister, on Fax in his pajamas[01:30.24]Walking slow because the camels keep his stamina weak[01:33.21]And you could catch him like some halibut after a bad accident[01:36.60]Trying to get jaw-jacked right where the catheter peeks out[01:39.90]Villain, Earl, and Captain in command of your street now[01:42.93]Rapping good as mother******g janitors sweep now[01:46.08]Getting business handled, get the cannabis cheap now[01:48.99]It's a bunch of nuggets on him like it's sand on a beach towel[01:52.80][Verse 3: Captain Murphy][01:53.58]Captain's back (Yay!)[01:53.94]So go on put your mic away[01:55.44](Where?) Inside a microwave (...Oh.)[01:57.54]When I die, I bet you Mike'll wave (tee-hee)[01:59.64]We blowing bubbles at the pearly gates[02:01.59]Took a selfie with the king but only see my face[02:04.71]I’m writing darker pieces in my thesis[02:07.02]I’m hiding in the park with all your nieces[02:09.06]Tradin' head for Reese's Pieces[02:10.77]Interject in *************s' verses with this book of witches' curses[02:13.83]I cast a spell upon your ******* but my thirst is for the hearses[02:16.86]I’m spilling out my innards[02:18.48]To these n-words, journey inwards[02:20.04]Caught her quarter past the moment[02:21.72]Got a cord of past opponents[02:23.22]In a fragment of a moment man I killed that rap then owned it[02:26.25]Hope to overtake the planet, with my banana in a hammock[02:29.79]************* manic parents panic, I’m a mechanic with these patterns[02:32.49]Propagandic with that chatter, matter of fact the Madder Hatter[02:35.70]Never mind the hammer, manners out the window[02:37.86]Pump crescendo, puff the endo, I’m Lou Ferrigno[02:40.23]Just pretendo, don’t ask him where the pen go[02:42.63]Cause the pencil got me paper paid and paydirt made them paint her[02:45.75]With the mask and faded sweat*************rt, nothing lesser[02:48.06]Bet you’ll never ever guess what I left under the dresser[02:51.09]Hid a message in the 808 to pester all the Heshers