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[Verse 1: Denzel Curry] To every competitor, and to any challenger Have, gold bullets rocking inside your temple, Metallica What happens when murder and mix 'em with Galaga That's too many niggas that's calibrating with calibers Excalibur, killin' all through the book of lies Livin' upon a revelation, but as master in disguise I'm master in disguise, elevated you and I Counting sticks and body parts, options when is join or die Count to 2, grab the 9, all these suckers are clouds 'Cause their fantasy is final destination underground To a dirt freak accident, A young Devil's advocate Goin' Ham on the Madison, and poppin' his bitch from the cabinet I keep locally Madison, before an undergraduate Jobs closin', now you coppin' that brick from the ocean All your life you have been focused since your mom wasn't open Face shine inside a box now it looks like you votin' [Verse 2: J.K. The Reaper] From where the slogan was survive in Atlanta that holds the zone of war More killers bribe with contraband, but they playin' Contra, fuck around Tryin' to meet the next level and minimize the coppers The CPU and cheat codes won't work 20 years old can't afford a lawyer, momma said he should've went to church Stop by, I'm smokin' in another universe As my whole planet gets worse, I'm blasted if I could rule the world On my way back to Earth And see all of the out of the day gloomers Inter-galactic storm troopers keepin' my brothers captive So don't ask me if I believe in magic If I answer, I say it only exists in drugs And god is a mirror 'cause his image is in us Holy water drippin' down her body hurry up get a cup Down a [?] in panties hopin' that she wasn't naked Same outfit as Eve, I'm not Adam, but I'm still sacred [Verse 3: Denzel Curry] He slit the adam's apple and now it's forsaken The [?] basic, all medication, civilization is pagan Before we built the pyramids, hieroglyphics outdated Textin' on the iPhone and 95 works slated Israelites in a modern-day Babylon [?] but cannot live in the sun Before explain to me how we not the chosen one Seven stars in my hand, and a blade on my tongue Whether a god is a profit, illusion optic Clocks stop it, had to pause it, fundamental brain deposit [?] project, 'cause science is not a conscience Put in logic, no emotional [?] shit Holy as the cross that Jesus walked in, to the Crossroads I don't see no Bonethugs, all I see is Thugbones Stone cold the pegasus is arson Radiate flows like sippin' water out the faucet, bitch [Verse 4: J.K. The Reaper] Custom plated and put it in a scribe If we start a revolution, it needs to be televised But it will be only for the viewers that's watchin' with open eyes I despise you critics that interfere with your lies I'm on an acid tab havin' intercourse with the sky, fuck the world I'm gonna elevation the minds, fuck the world And I'ma fuck it till it's mine, fuck the world And I'm fuckin' till it's mine