Never Watered Down

Lyrics

[Hook] [Das EFX & Nocturnal] [x2] It's coming live from the underground, squad never watered down Keep it real, Timberlands and ice grills Never jiggy, we hold it down, no diggy This is how the docks represent, we get busy [Verse 1] [Nocturnal] The Noc cocks it, shooting missiles out of cockpits Dangerous like wet fingers fucking with electric sockets When I rock shit similar to pipebombs, tight rhymes Shine like full moons in nighttime In disguise, fools get ate like bean pies From hungry FOI's in suits and ties You'd be surprised [PMD] The Microphone Doctor, the microphone rocker Knock knock, they get to fuck wit Nigga, and suck dick, the musket Peep so we can flip it, manipul' That nigga fronting, Noc, clip him My name is Parish but you can call me MD Rugged MC, you lose your life fucking with me [Hook] [Verse 2] [Nocturnal] The Noc rips it, turning mics into biscuits I get open like condoms before I dips it Ballistic impact, stalking the night like hungry cats in the jungle, Prepared to rumble By any means, camouflage teams to rob the scheme Twisted green, half my crew broke We're in, police at the scene [PMD] To each his own, rolling like the Stones Lyrics and microphones, Benz with the chrome Hydro to the dome, oh shit, I'm in the zone Spirits and tombstones bring forth my street poems So all you steelpackers, keep it real, rapping niggas slacking Best to chill before something real happen [Hook] [Verse 3: Nocturnal] The Nocturnal, here to greet ya Diving deeper than submarines My ave is laced with my team Different huddles, higher than fucking space shuttles My star triumph like Arnold, I'll be back! With a loaded dutch, for the puff, no dust Trying to get this cheese like Pizza Huts, in the crust Stuffing chrome, cause everyday I'm in the zone My shadow is known to rock a cypher off the dome Break of day, I like the way the full moon display the night My soldiers owning stars and stripes Of war, a team doubts they hardcore We shatter the sword to explore, to keep it raw From the ep, I charged up my silhouette Now you's on, with microphones and black TECs And Timb's and Goretex, wetting reps and washing reps Like biceps hit the set Uhhhhh! [Hook] [repeat till fade]