LANGUAGE IS ACTION

[Intro: King Marcel, Sade]
(The light shot diamonds from his eyes)
I mean (Like the scar of age)
I mean it's only right, huh, yeah

[Verse 1: King Marcel]
I'm usually mute, 'cause my language is action, bitch
Foreign is the cloth that the founder's cut from the masses
I got rappers sweating through they linen
Turning kitten, ditching the shit that they practiced
Stand on all 10, what? You an actress
This beatings designer, you won't get another like this
Wear your Sunday Best so I can lay you to rest in a beautiful fashion
There's no chance the rappers you like getting mixed up with the masses
Some drag my name through the mud, but I bet they'd get cut
If it comes to our frequencies clashing
Yeah, you high if you think you ain't passing
I'm past all the chatting 'cause niggas so quick to give inputs in this game
I'm sick of you lame niggas mashing
I'mma freak in daws dawg, if you ain't like the gawd then there is no hope that you'll match it
A pussy can really get smacked or get hit with blicks, you'll be ash
Bitch, I'm Arslan my "Nina" might catch 'em
Niggas say they the best 'til I best 'em
VA Super Soldier, if these artists lit, I'll be a supernova
Shining blinding, something like a diamond like the dime on my side
Her smile the brightest, she'll rip the comp on runways, it's slight
Ya bitch ain't runway ready in the slightest
Eating fakes I fucked around and got the "itis"
Crazy how my pressure turned me to a diamond, bitch!

[Verse 2: Omeg@ Redd]
Some people thrive off your compliments
Me, I thrive with accomplices
Cop yo block 'til the chalk outlines all my hostages
Another day, another body
So much lead and with this anger, gon' be a multi homi
One man army, feel like punisher to these publishers
Each pun pump a slug through your posse
Back to the lobby, it's Hulk, nigga the monster
Big green machine, spinning yo block, homie it's Blanka
Tryna test a G, we going bonkers
Aim so nice, swear I drop, ya holding Mary Jane, like Peter Parker
No Baki Hanma, yo I'm here for the fade
Locs in, flow the last kiss, like I'm featuring Jade
Who can afford pest control when shino bringing the raid
So many snakes shedding skins to appear clean in yo face
A symphony when the casings fall, strings bring the ambience
Chopper a violin, bringing death like the renaissance, nigga

[Verse 3: Xander Sage]
Ain't no romantic, but I've captured the hearts of many
With a talent the gods have deemed so plastic
It's hard to still be ecstatic
About this road I'm taking when I know the swiftness of death could be liberating
Yet a blessing for enemies, they patient
Watching my every move, hoping I stumble into a casket
And if I did, I'd rise from the ashes
Behold the fire bird from legend, watch me fly back into action
I've been perched up on this game
A young king caped crusader, I'm meant to birth a new age of MC
No killing joke will put me in the earth
I'm different, ain't no Basil replicating my work
There's only one sage, and I'm unique in every sense of the word
Man it took a lot to get here
Some sacrifices were necessary
I couldn't be held back by those who thought I'd burn
And fuck all those harvey dents they be tossing 'round they two cents
I wish I gave a fuck about how much yo penny worth, nigga

[Outro: Sade]
I'll wear it like a tattoo
I'll wear it like a tattoo, the distant