Fight to the Death

[Verse 1: The Scribes]
Yo, rival quashed, final boss, fight tip
Yo, crush heroes, Sub Zero ice spit
Yo, no uh uh, no other like this
Nunchuck a sucker, uppercut 'em to the spike pit
Yo, some writing spits on nikes and shit, my rhyme kicks
Yo, some rowdy Roddy Piper shit on mics kids
Yo, some console killer combo ninety nine hits
Yo, my text punch through your chest left with your spine ripped ah
That mega muscular, Sega hustler busting Jugulars (woosh)
Punching conjurers, bunch of cunts I tug rugs from under them (woosh)
Bow to the conquerers, bars so sharp that my lungs are puncturing (woosh)
Played Raiden, squad of demi gods, lighting fork tongue, I brung the thundеr in (ah)
Flow up Fatalities, battle me that'll mеan actually backs getting broke
Bloody as hollow tips, horror flick, ripping off arms on some Goro tip, woah
No claps, most raps ain't great, shades flying
Like I decked J Cage, ain't lying
I came in killing shit
Menacing mics man, Finish Him

[Verse 2: Connor Quest!]
Who's ready for the Kombat? On that
Know this game is a sport of contact
Won't fare well, if you care for your health
So you best have prepared yourself (you better)
This ain't like any pain you've felt
Ice runs deep in your cells
Spawn of the devil, yeah I'm raising hell
Open the mask so your face can melt
Scorpion, I scar peons and force feed them a large piece of their own arm bleeding
Arteries leaking out on the ground, you down for the count, no you aren't retreating
Get Over Here
That damage I deliver man it's so severe
I be ravaging your liver like a load of beer
Wanna battle with a god your gunna know the fear, your below my tier (two, one, fight!)
Get your faced caved in or scrapped on the pavement, breaking your frame, all places are aching
Ten thousand volts going straight in your veins and your brain is tazed, don't mess with Raiden
I'm carving through you, fluids spewing, the meat I use for barbequeing
Known for chewing on the bones, that show when they're protruding
Ram my hand into your back it snaps
Puncturing lungs with Baraka stabs
No time to chill when Sonyas rowdy
Knocked out clean like Ronda Rousey
If we all forgot of gods Ten Commandments and they got rewritten by Shao Khan
They'd be just one we'd truly abide by thou shall harm

[Chorus: Connor Quest!]
Fight to the death
Finish Him
Swipe to the head
Finish Him
Cry to the blessed
As you try to prevent
Us igniting your flesh
Finish Him
Fight to the death
Finish Him
Swipe to the head
Finish Him
Cry to the blessed
As you try to prevent
Us igniting your flesh
Finish Him
Fight to the death
Finish Him
Swipe to the head
Finish Him
Cry to the blessed
As you try to prevent
Us igniting your flesh
Finish Him
Fight to the death
Finish Him
Swipe to the head
Finish Him
Cry to the blessed
As you try to prevent
Us igniting your flesh