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Nick Wiz ft. Nautilus - "Untitled" [Emcee(s): Mad and Kaos] [Producer(s): Nick Wiz] [Verse 1: Mad] When my Brain cells activate, niggas I decapitate Squatting on a rooftop, deciding a rapper's fate Another target in the crosshairs of the piece of steel Intense concentration give my verses a deeper feel Excellent when flexing shit, I couldn't come up short With the size of a Smurf, I rise from the earth like A spirit, I'll make an instrumental get tense Hit a fool with the verbals, he been trembling since Leaving Timberland prints in the rears of peers I incite fears, strictly Olde E, no light beer Enters in my bladder when I'm slurring speech and staggering Vandal causing panic, drinking 40s in the Vatican You almost wish it was a bomb when the pen is in My palm, rap-batic weaving spells like black magic I'm not the typical nigga you listen to, my flow'll Be mystical 'til I'm invisible on the physical My technique's ill, I'll freak skills, leaving Minds blown, blasting niggas to another time zone Better than heroin, take this and inject it in Your vein, ease the pain. It's Madness with no method [Verse 2: Kaos] Yo Never consider or ever you figure on any agenda The nigga of splendor can never deliver dilemma The smoother virtue of mutilation, it can either Soothe or hurt you through universal communication But either way, yo, I'm straight, I never fret Hits of E&J concentrate then resurrect The slacker-slipper, the conceptual chapter-chipper The questional-factal-flipper, professional rapper-ripper (Nigga!) It ain't nothing like the venom vocabulary We spin in an adversary, dig in 'em and shatter every Puncture the penetrator, but I'll be the levitator Numerator remaining forever flavor So spare the drums on the drastic calamity when Grass-fed insanity, the sarcastic profanity be vanity No stunts, there'll be nothing but bold fronts Shutting up gold fronts, fucking up whole months I got no love for ya, the rest'll be bugging ya, gives A fuck about none of ya, put a slug in your jugular When I attack, I take, there's no way to snap or shake I captivate, decapitate, evacuate, and aggravate Any flunky who feeling lucky when I get to Mash 'em and Burn 'em like Jamal from Kentucky Ain't no slip or snoozing when I get the mission, cruising Even with no distribution, Kaos is an institution Is it your place to assume? When I bring bass To the boom, I drink a case on the moon