Arsenal

[Intro: Aasim]
Grind Music in the motherfucker
LV, Sean C in this muh'fucker
Aasim, you know what I'm about
Knock a nigga off, knock a nigga out
Come on

[Verse 1: Aasim]
Problematic, automatics, my rhythms'll cause a panic
Cause a frantic frenzy if you attempt to be actin' savage
And this is fo' mathematics, I flip like a acrobatic
Rhyme on any track with balance, you fuckers is under average
This ya pit stop, the reason ya shit flop
Aasim on the rise, no room at the tip-top
I should end ya clique shop, with a bit of hip hop
Gutter-gutter for them niggas that's straight from the whip wop
In the middle of tender vittles I lyrical gen the fiddles with
Any and every visible, physical at a syllable
Any and every criminal, goin' through hell I'm feelin' you
Tellin' you build ya mantle, win strength in ya heart and spiritual
Aas' is the combination of cal-aesthetic ritual
Ambitional, somethin' fo' lost souls to listen to
Fuckin' with me, shit, you fuckin' with the best
Aas' write rhymes, Grind Music sign checks, nigga

[Interlude: Remy Ma & Aasim]
Come on, yeah, uh
My nigga, LV, yeah
Yo
Sean C
Uh-huh
Aasim, yeah
Yeah
Uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, I got my bitch with me
Yeah
You know who it is
Yeah, Remy!

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
All these rap bitches is garbage, they really fuckin' wack
But there's this one chick from the Bronx that be really spittin' crack
And that's that me I said, but Aasim I said
And ain't none of y'all gon' eat it 'til Remy is dead
Y'all sneaks that ya had, here eat that lead
I'm on a low-carb diet, bitch, you need that bread
I'm so focus my fo'-fo', fo'-fo'-fo' blow
Plus the girl sick, your flow-flow's the so-so
Trust me I'm loco, believe me I'm crazy
Bitch, you ain't Eminem, so why you actin' shady?
You don't wanna get fucked up, don't ever try to play me
You don't really want beef, you wanna keep it gravy
You'll get stomped in, front of Macy's
I'll make it impossible fo' you too have babies
They say she's the best that's doin' it right now
And if you believe, I'm provin' it right now, hoo!

[Interlude: Jae Millz]
Yeah, it's wonder, wonder what
You know what it is, man
One hand 'cross the chest, the other one in the ear
Just a statue, let's get this goin'
Huh

[Verse 3: Jae Millz]
Ayo, live and direct from the two-one-tizzle what's yo' bizzoise?
This ain't the time fo' battle talk, come down with all that nizziose
Nigga, I'm a powder holic purple why stay noddin' off
They fuck with me I spray yo' frame and make it where the cops'll chalk it
Straight Harlem wanna problem get popped
Like the convertible on a nice day, get dropped
Everybody on yo' block gettin' shot if they don't get to runnin'
I get the blunt, take a hit, and then I get to gunnin'
Take two more pulls and then I get to dumbin'
Might not clap yo' face but I guarantee I'm hittin' somethin'
Mr. Most Hated, Mr. Wonder What?
Call me what you want, but you won't call me fucked up
Black and white diamonds in my watch, I call my bezel
Salt and pepper, Only thing I'm missin' is the spinderella
My nigga, Aas', got'cha block under siege
And me and Remy'll will smoke you like a "O" of Sour Dies', mo'fucker

[Outro: Jae Millz & DJ Green Lantern]
Yeah, it's wonder, wonder what?
Haha, uh-uh-uh-uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, Rem', Aas'
And you say New York City
You know who the fuck I am, Jae Millz, New York City is back
New York, New York, New York