Gross

[Verse 1: Novatore]
We're really mortals but we go to war when shit get brutal
You act immoral, get that sword and then we'll split your noodle
Yeah! You call it violence but I think it's useful
Might get post-traumatic seein' static, that's the shit I'm used to
Some turn into strangers once they sense the danger
I tend to feel the fear but then it ends in anger
It's been a couple years but still I think it's clear
I've never been a banger, but you move on me and I'll have to shank ya
Me and Moe is back for vengeance like you owe us stacks
We known to keep it greedy sendin' city folks to cul-de-sacs
They called us Azthmatix, fuck with us, you must be crazy
Ain't no discussion, leave you gushin' like I'm Justin Gaethje
Been buzzin' lately so you fuckers want to suffocate me
Stiffest competition still submittin', I'm a fucking Gracie
Holdin' tears, that's out of fear that you appearance off
These rappers only Van Gogh for real because their ear is off

[Verse 2: Moecyrus]
Still competing, I see them hoppin' on the next trend
Ammo even repetitious, careless about the last man
Nova got the fiends askin' how to get to poppin'
Stuck inside the cycle of drugs and gettin' rocked and
Can't blame em though, I guess that urge gives the rush
My style level's ecstasy, people wanna crush
Biological rhythm ain't pickin' up the decibels
Throwin' off their own skill, grow into a vegetable
With the prune face shittin' on themselves
Beer belly, blood pressure ain't official
It's Azthmatix gettin' gross, it's two of the best yet
Rappers gettin' jelly while pocket watchin' my bread