Clash of Titans

Lyrics

[Intro: James Garcia] What's up, motherfuckers? This is James Garcia, aka Young Wicked, aka that Quieros De Sangre, motherfucker. And I'm here to let y'all know, this Mobstyle shit, it ain't no motherfuckin' play play. This ain't for play play. This for keeps. Buk, let 'em know (Let 'em know) [Verse 1: Bukshot] They don't want this, promise y'all don't want this Lurkin' for the streets like some headhunters Block veteran, listen to what my gut says Radar's blinkin', rivals comin' what my hunch is Ain't trippin' though, your boy packs a wallop May God give you strength if you still want to follow Wallow in some thug shit like a mud pit Beat your brakes off like a drum kit We the last of the real ones, big facts Took it all the way, fed time, did that Went to war with some killers, so merciless Bumped heads with the gods like Perseus Made it out but not without scars Learned how to battle, ain't talkin' 'bout bars Spear and a shield, war god like Mars Never been scared to drag a Titan through the yard [Chorus: Young Wicked] Now it's time for war, gods and Titans roar It's the Clash of The Titans, thunder and the lightning Tryin' to tread on me and you'll be walkin' with the viper And it's on! Cla-Cla-Clash of The Titans! And it's on! Cla-Cla-Clash of The Titans! [Verse 2: Boondox] God butcher, Gorr with a sword I attach it to the barrel of a Colt M4 This has been war, spittin' mags and more Do you really want to know what that ass in for? Grab your Ruger 'cause I'll put it on Medusa I got stone cold killers who ain't worried 'bout a future Don't worry 'bout a loser, ain't no winning this bitch So all they want to do is put an end to this shit Horde up and we comin' for Olympus With a gang of body bags, that list and a grimace Avengers handle business, so we got Claas with us Addin' Wicked to the mix, about to pass that sentence Give 'em death and we take away they breath Then send 'em down to Hades and he takin' what is left No rest (no rest), you gotta keep it fuckin' crackin' When you battle with The Titans, ain't gon' never catch 'em lackin' [Chorus: Young Wicked] Now it's time for war, gods and Titans roar It's the Clash of The Titans, thunder and the lightning Tryin' to tread on me and you'll be walkin' with the viper And it's on! Cla-Cla-Clash of The Titans! And it's on! Cla-Cla-Clash of The Titans! [Verse 3: Claas] Yo! Seven out here beatin' on a war drum (Yes!) Best to let 'em know the motherfuckin' war's on (Yes!) So I'ma make 'em fade away like Jordan And bet I'm 'bout to power up, I don't need a Zordon Go, go, I'm a menace with the cold stare It's no fear when I run up on 'em like a coked bear I'm so rare that don't nobody really want that beef shit They reachin' out but can't nobody touch me like they vegans It's treason to go against this Legion we feast on (We feast on) Anybody for any number of reasons (Yes!) We're bringing Tetons and I ain't sayin' titans wrong Been taking care of this light work, Hyperion The level I am clearly on is 'bout to have y'all nearly gone Nearly, 'cause really not trying to kill on every fuckin' song (Haha!)` So we'll just sing along with James on the hook And turn the page on this book and y'all can say that you're shook (Hah!) [Chorus: Young Wicked] Now it's time for war, gods and Titans roar It's the Clash of The Titans, thunder and the lightning Tryin' to tread on me and you'll be walkin' with the viper And it's on! Cla-Cla-Clash of The Titans! And it's on! Cla-Cla-Clash of The Titans!