Eren x Zeke

[Hook - 954mari]
Killing shit with my brother like we was the Jaegers
2 seasoned vets, we gon' mix up the flavor
Give 'em a taste of this worldwide hatred
Run up on me, that's a free euthanasia
Testing his fitness to live, it's the pacer
I might need a litmus, your shit really basic
I'm Top 3, give a fuck 'bout a hater
Eren and Zeke, got a Beast and a Rager

[Verse 1 - 954mari]
Lil shawty like Mikasa 'cuz she hot with the blade
My bottom bitch is really at the top of the game
He talking crazy, now he isn't talking the same
If I spare these ops, then they not finna change
A little more guap in my pocket, the shit got me waddling
So I ain't walking the same
Bro flow soft, and my pen is Botox
Respect not shots if it's not to the face
He a Kermit, caught him talking to a piggy or 2
Bet he croak at the pad, bro really a tool
Red dots, T's crossed, I pity the fool
Throw shit, flow sick as cafeteria food
I been dropping more bars than a pound of X
Let the silver pull back, then I pound her chest
Swear that he pulling strings, but I'm so wired in
That he found it's a whole rope 'round his neck
Writing on the wall, no scribe, just a blind touch
Take it as a sign that you never should have signed up
Twisted how I spin speech figures when I rhyme stuff
Enjoy toyin' with 'em, ain't no tellin' how they wind up
Ice Age - too cold, they on my nuts
Spin hands, get clocked, now it's "time's up"
Tryna fade off tape, come and try shit out
Get cut, ain't making the lineup

[Hook - 954mari]
Killing shit with my brother like we was the Jaegers
2 seasoned vets, we gon' mix up the flavor
Give 'em a taste of this worldwide hatred
Run up on me, that's a free euthanasia
Testing his fitness to live, it's the pacer
I might need a litmus, your shit really basic
I'm Top 3, give a fuck 'bout a hater
Eren and Zeke, got a Beast and a Rager

[Verse 2 - Breeton Boi]
Bro on Attack, and they swear I'm a Beast
They say Mari and Breeton like Eren and Zeke
If you barely competing with 954
Ain't no way that you think you comparing to me
When I enter the scene, you always talking 'bout action
But now you just actors, preparing to flee
You a flea in my presence, you weak without weapons
Defeat y'all in seconds, I eat you for breakfast
Thought he wanted drama
But he washed, he a soap op
Beyblade fade, not afraid to spin his whole top
Rubik's cube, Imma rearrange the whole block
My Arsonal expansive, so I told that boy I Don't Flop
Yeah, this Shotty cause a Horroh or two
I'm doing real business while y'all make Monopoly moves
You wanna dance, I planned ahead like choreography
So can't nobody stop me
When I'm stompin' in your yard with the boots