Meat Locker (Ragnarok)

(Coal)

I'll crumble what you stack and rap disgruntle you get pummeled flat
You'll funnel like gat muzzle, I'm ready to rumble like a jungle cat
Back into humbling clowns the sound will make you stumble back
React with thunderous clouds made for the underground like a tunnel rat
Black bubbles and puddles of blood got me shoveling mud
In love with begrudged work from mountains of dirt swept under the rug
I hunker the flood and shove my dick down your bitches throat
Float like the ghost of Crixus spit malicious with a vicious flow
No witness will show catastrophe I'm murdering massively
Wrap tapestries of flesh around this death made it a masterpiece
Blasphemy to clash with me if you ain't moving at half my speed
No need to match my craft you must be gassed to think you'll surpass my lead
I'm breathing ash, pyroclastic homicidal ass
We're blasting bullets thru rifles drilling thru vitals in their spiral passage
My tribal's ?? highly mastered I'm a wildly bastard
Laughed if you ?? the craft it was so wack it looked like Miley's ??
Wrapped in elastic fantastic classic gas whip
Your casket deep in earth, you'll sleep in dirt if you try to see past this
I'll rival my raptors I'm ?? to homicidal masters
Massive reprisal, this is survival's final ??
With genocidal flashes making ashes of your buzzing crew
Cover these dudes in flames, unlimited range of my subterfuge
All of this ?? there ain't no stopping the army
Try to harm catch this chakra like a lava tsunami

(Tabs)

Spawn from savages it's Mad Max mixed with Maximus
A maximum overdrive that opened the eyes of Lazarus
When I open my mouth wide it's like Holy Five of Nazareth
Combined with all of Hell's inhabitants crawling out of it
Feeling out of it consuming drinks then puke them in the sink
My crew's abusing ink while your crew's like the new N'Sync
Descended from God so fuck what you humans think
We bringing terror to squads but I ain't Remi Mar or Cuban Link
So bring the cops I'll snatch them little props you think you got
Faster than your retina can register whether you blink or not
I'ma take a shot of liquor then I'ma lick a shot
Index wrapped around the trigger that's how you pussies got finger popped
Smoking three blunts each one the size of tree trunks
These punks screaming that they want beef so they get their meat lumped
Please believe that my team has seen stuff
That would make Normandy's beach front look like a minor speed bump
I had a dream once but now it's laying in it's casket plot
Some fascist cop grabbed his Glock and started blasting shots
Still I stand atop this fucking planet rock
Ready for war like Thor holding ?? during Ragnarok
I'll let my hands fly, don't stand by when they take flight
Cus when they crash land wherever you're standing is your gravesite
I'll drop whoever's left with a straight right
Predetermined murder charge when I turn these bars into a cage fight

(Elz Sinatra)

I'm cold roaming thru the trenches filled with corpses
Pick thru the ruins and using bones to build my fortress
Roam with the goons, ghost your platoon and kill the horses
Broke up the ?? and the survivors get drilled to crosses
We deal you losses, shit's absurd you try to test fate
Want beef, you in the best place, we'll serve you up a fresh plate
Flex strength, and get bombs dropped you'll need doctors
Plenty of legs and arms stuffed in the meat locker
Speak lava, this is street contra
I've mastered this fucking game so I ain't gotta drop the cheat on ya
You motherfuckers got the beast conjured
Catching z's on my name, I'm a bed of nails so how you sleep proper
The loose leaf monster, you imposters will loose teeth
If you dudes speak on my unique roster
Valhalla I'll use these mantras
That our fathers gave you and me thru who we prosper
Oh you a cannibal and you speak Dahmer
I'll manhandle you that would be my duty's honor
You should salute me the new chief rocker
I'm truly bothered by these newbie groupie jockers
You not a true G, don't know what they look like
You shook type, fake crook that claimed to live the hood life
Yeah get left goodnight when I hook right
But they never could fight, they just foot nice when they book flight

(Ragnar Vallon)

Submerged in turbulence, burning spliffs with an urgent fist
?? turn to purge, my fury murder cliques with nervous fits
A rage inside a cage, engage the kill-switch, your mind's enslaved
Time to rage war, Thor's on Ragnarok the final stage
A violent tired nervousness pure and surely worth the fix
This jerk is firstly merciless I'll murk you with a nervous twitch
Combine with time inside the mind of a psycho
I'm blind and tryna find my sight so time for the light show
But you guys are kinda weak and on top you speak quite slow
So pass me the mic it's Tyson, y'all ain't swine to fight though
Tabs you're kinda right though, I'm the spy inside of the foot clan
Swinging to swell their eyes up while I'm dick kicking the Wolfman
Emcees with a speech ?? ?? ?? can reach for
The street barber, the beat rocker stuffed you into the meat locker
Meet ??, homie you disappearing like Jimmy
Mini meltdown when I mutilate you for wearing your jeans too skinny
Let me separate, and desecrate your memory then we celebrate
The elegance of our elements, you're element to ?? hellish fate
Hell await, cus really we ain't even ready to leave
So tell the devil I'm checking in once I've murdered Adam and Eve
I'm a bad motherfucker yeah no one's badder than me
Well these has-been emcees are yapping but they still ain't battling me
With my hands up I'm pumped and I'm down with scrapping for free
With this rabid pack in the back I unleash the savage in me

(Nico The Beast)

You'll be defeated and redeleted, retweeted to the Tweens who seem to receive it better when beast is speaking it
The weakest divas tryna treat me like the deepest diseases that enter intravenously and mis-decreed as treatment
U gon make me lose my mind before I lose my freedom
U don't need to see the line before u read between em
It seems to me that they believe in anything they seeing on the TV screen, and in the media
Betrayed by the images portrayed mimicking everything the radio say
The blame it on the video games, I pity idiots, lames, now give up yo chain
They worshiping material things, these inner city folk say they want the truth but they really don't
These ethereal beings, saying down wit the system while they “aerials” streaming
They dribbling while driveling and riddled wit the riddles and
Fiddling wit pistols playing middle wit them middlemen
And several civil simpletons assembled at the temple and
It took a couple ticks to find a stickler they can stick em in
They lit the wicker while the wicked witness walked
Wanna stiffen up a stiff than u can stick em wit ya thoughts
The statistics are sadistic if u sick enough to watch
What's the difference if u living while they lifting up ya corpse
To the Angels that embrace u for the ways that u were taught
Or the devils that erase u just to take u from yo God