I Get In

"And pick up my man that keeps me, but look on the idea son."

[Tabs]

It's Double Negative, we're known to keep the fire burning
Used to burn in my classrooms, that's how I earned a higher learning
You maggots can't hide, your fam will die for certain
Don't ask why you met the bad side of Tyler Durden
Cuz I'm sickened when I see your name, don't believe your claims
You must be insane, out your brain like Lincoln thinking we the same
Speaking flames, disintegrate these cretins seeking fame
When will you faggots learn, you bound to crash and burn like Aaliyah's plane
And let it be known that the god'll rip ya happily
With ya genetically cloned artificially
These little gimmicks, they got the heart to spit it after me
We ain't from the same planet, we from completely different galaxies
These bitches wanna battle me, I take 'em to war
I'd say they fake but it's worse, they impersonating a fraud
So I attack these wack clones that lack the backbone
Real Hip-Hop is back and we're just driving that fact home

"Yeah son"
"Nah nah hold a body going on that one"
"Nah let me get 'em! Nah let me get 'em fam!"
"Hold it, back the fuck up son I got this. Hold up, hold up. Yo, yo"
"Arghh"

Fuck y'all, I will crush y'all dolo
You faggots hold balls, no pause all homo
You only fill a void, I will destroy these kids
Cuz your gay flow is rainbow like Roy G. Biv
Real you've never been, not remotely, your song's pop
Oh yeah you get it in like a broke key on a wrong lock
Your run's over, you'll get run over in the fast lane
What have you done for Hip-Hop besides give it a bad name
These fags claim that the culture's dead and buried
That it's been bled already and ?? to the cemetery
But we brought the essence back and you gon' need a mentifact
When I jump out the speakers and hit with with a sledge, now nod your head to that
I think I've snapped, recountless world has made me
And now when I rap to beats it cracks the streets like it's the early 80's
You must be crazy, trying to fuck with such an insane team
I piss on commercial Hip-Hop, now you can call it mainstream

"HAHAHAHA We're the best to ever do it. Double Negative."

[Coal Cash]

I make the matrix glitch out, it's time to shape up or ship out
Above the clouds I drift, on a polar shift to gift out
Won't bitch out, broke the killswitch so bitch sit down
These clowns sound like shit, how many dicks your ass fit now
Who spit wild? won't proudly allow retards to keep heart
It's all apart of the game, I came to put your brain on restart
When beef spark the mark, the reason you're left bleeding
And they're now feeding on wheat then speaking like you's a vegan
As I fight even, you ain't even above my ankles
My freeze mangle emcees, you can't even conceive the angles
Lines dangle emcees who believe they can bite the hook
But would look to be shook and frightened, my words ignite in they book
On some knight to rook, we work corners and burn performers
We the stormers of your castle, the supernatural transformers
Enormous amount of energy for sensory decay
It's okay we slay you mentally with anything we say

"Yeah son, know y'all can see us. Primo should be making all our beats. RRRRAAAAGGGHHHH!"

Sharp from every angle, I'll strangle you with the umbilical cord
And your infant syllable, pitiful little smurf
You're the birth of a twerp invisible, minuscule minute mineral
Minimal mental midget, mimes mimic priminal principles
Pinnacle parabomb, paranormally born invincible
?? my physical form, each born spit torn residuals
The ritual performed predawning your liberation
The ancient that formed the matrix that spawned civilization
Feeling invigoration vacating your vapid vortex
If war spreads to shore then I'm certainly sure it's your death
Tore flesh and press the insets of my bicuspids
Encrusted with ?? from Earth, dumber than dirt you must be dusted
Flustered from how I do, I'll crush your crew when I dismantle shit
You still need a clue, ain't Colonel Mustard with a candle stick
I trample shit, the sickest vandals couldn't handle it
I lead by example, here's a sample you can mantle it