[Vocals: MVA.]

Titanic with the ice on the watch piece
Watch these labels try and stop me
Coming with the sauce and the wok heat,
Dropping bombs like Lockheed, my stocks up,
Rappers had some nerve so I stocked up,
Munitions, I'm too different to box up,
You been sitting with dudes that's on the block tough,
All I do is sit with some bosses, word to Rick Ross,
Chrome on the beat make it jump like, Kris Kross
Rappers that I shit on, really got 'em pissed off,
Really got that Tek on deck, I let it kick off,
Really been a star I trekked here in flip-flops,
But I rarely ever flip flop,
Brain never switch off, clips getting reloads,
Steel caps cover all of my toes,
And lead caps riddle all of your bones, I think I got 'em Chrome

With these Samurai swords I'm on a war path,
I told you before I'm dressed in all black,
You can hate me to the core, on my waist I got this sword,
And when this fucker leave the sheathe I'll leave you all flat,
Yeah I'm down for smoke, beef, and all that,
The scheme's so potent, think bud but coke laced
Clips and the grips is all wrapped, with no trace,
Funny how the block get hot but it’s a cold case,
Yeah, heart just turned icy,
Never stood by me, situation getting dicey,
He been talking like he sound but I’m just cutting through the noise,
Didn’t wanna air it out but you ain’t give a fucking choice,
If I get to wave this razorblade you looking like a choice cut,
Serve you as a side, with big spice get soy'd up,
You been acting coy something fishy bout your movements,
You swimming with some sharks in this pool don’t be foolish

Coming with that HADOUKEN I’m not losing,
Before you let of that tool I throw sharuken,
Or sharuken a hurricane I bury them in your face,
Or bury them you think this shit is a game?
I was on my Street Fighter now I’m on my Leonidas,
Let it bang that’s CMB this shit a science you ain’t like us,
CMB I need a lighter let it flick before the fire,
EMT’s is gonna need to save your life I leave ya light enough to float,
Is this a joke bruh? I don’t really know,
All I know is that I’m holding up the code,
All you hear from me is silence on the road,
Standing in my furs in the snow, shit is cold,
Never break shit, I will never fold,
All this origami got their paper looking low,
Oh you got an army I could slay ‘em on my own,
You should say your prayers before I turn you into bone