Subterranean (feat. Killa, Uncle Ticky, TeeTow21, BaddBaNDO & SSLOTH)

[Produced by Phillip Mweemba]

[Skit]
It appears we’re being visited by supernatural beings

[Verse 1: Phillip Mweemba]
Yeah check!
Phill came from the dirt a subterranean alien landed on earth
And leaving a stadium sized crater Making craniums burst
While he’s laying his verse Be amazed by his placement of words
Your furniture could levitate if you played in reverse
Dumbest clowns trying to undermine my gems cause I’m underground
They wonder how i got chips on my shoulder now
I’m doubling down the Gun is cocked I’m handing shots like a bartender here’s another round
The thunderclouds form you can handle the storm you running now
This bitch said I’m missing a beat and was actually serious
A hoe speaking on my flow with a history of missing her period
The irony of that is hilarious so I’ma be callous and nefarious
Bury that haunted house in the ground and ride off in the chariot
The scariest part is when I depart and head to war an expert swordsman turn your army into a bunch of headless horseman
Yes, of course I am leaving your organs distorted I’m orchestrating a symphony No sympathy ripping the carcass of all of my targets
If I couldn’t rap I’d fall back and start a podcast
With a bold roommate ‘cause it’s too late to ever get my bars back
And develop delusions of grandeur don’t be confusing my actions
Abusing you bastards for thinking you could ever duel with the master

[Verse 2: Killa]
It’s like a jerk off the way I come/cum Im blasting through
This is a heist. I’m taking it all. I’m not asking you
I was last in school, but check the tag now Im in first class
I used to chase the money now it’s casually flirts back
MWAH
That’s what haters can do to my bottom
I spit these lines just to prove that my medulla is rotten
I’m doing this often the hardest there’s no chance I was stopping
Constantly F up the game till there’s a bum in the often
I think they’ve forgotten that’s why they call me kill it when I’m on your can I be honest bro no one Z can talk this floor
You should be honest though the fact God gave you the grace to see the rap Killa
The man you imitate but no you cannot be
It cannot be oh wait it ain’t
If I’m a tweety bird then you look like a puddy
I’m just distinguishing bro
They call me “fire” I’m just extinguishing yoh heh

[Verse 3: Uncle Ticky]
Cancel the Ticky gotta get em, he already got them man
Unorthodox, like the pope with a sermon from the Koran
Modern Masses lend an ear when expressing my carnal thoughts
Like I deserve a thot that's thicker than the plot
We all know semen's white, so I colonize
Quote unquote these socalled loyal ladies every time
They let me slide, my soul intent's to sodomize
And thus prove the theory on why they call it intercourse
Cause I be in takos
RAP TICKY RAP
All's fair in love and war, and this a contact sport
Shots fired to all you glorified snot
I further question Phill Mweemba's agenda for having unequals featured
Merely
Forty seconds served the question on whether extras were needed
Cause I'm built different, Ticky with the formula
Though I've seen way more shade than Ab-Soul's corneas
The visions' never tinted Victory's at bay
Drinks in order
#SipsZiggy in Inverted Comas
Woo nalipena last hahaha

[Verse 4: TeeTow21]
Hell yeah it’s nasty business
Well yeah Its been a minute
See how i  get these rappers drive gone in 60 seconds
Shine like am a beacon ain't talking no fucking neckless
Nicolas cage In ghost rider How am acting reckless
Got these niggas enraged while this nigga up in flames
Gotta tell it to them straight
My bars always connect You say they Cuban linked
All my verses drive death you called this shit a hearse
Ask your favorite top 5 they got something to confess
Asking if teetow hard Well niggah is water wet
Heard these a killa on a the track so the reaper here
To reap an ear So be prepared Tee Rip a peer
Reap what I saw The reaper repossess souls
Since Cinori got xed and O (all)
Toe tag tick tac toe
Imma keep Hiphop alive
Off a rapper death toll
And like Rico and uncle Sam I do it for a just cause
And just cause I can
It's a grave time in hiphop I'm putting niggas 6 feet

[Verse 5: BaddBando]
Uh Start the day looking like an easy prey
Why you scared of the niggas that be eating off my name
Big games, big names big cars
Took a bullet to chest
But you won’t ever see the scar
Mr deejay play my song on replay
Niggas buying talent off of eBay
Cause we made the system You can’t fake the wisdom
You with him, you with em
Divided attention I get it uh
Most importantly
I like my shit imported that’s some new shit and that shit is my priority
They want me socializing that shit boring me
I’d rather have em kiss the ground adoring me
Kick game better than hip game
Had me iconoclasting
Niggas fasting Where the fucks the sorcery?
Too tame my niggas wu tang
Got me some butane to hide me from sorority
I guess it’s really more to me

[Verse 6: SSLOTH]
The adventures of a real gee
Skills he Acquired from the deepest ends clearly
Bills he
Desired moving products very nearly
Feared he’d Get fired but he couldn’t even feel heat
Stop
Wait
The heck am I even talkin bout
Don’t matter as long as all of the goons rockin out
Don’t matter as long as the looney tunes buggin out
Thuggin out
Stress cause he know that he the best
Ain’t S on his chest but the flow super yes!
Impressed!
I know
Coldest of antagonists
Flow that is so scandalous, Flows that confuse analysts
So channel this
Don’t mind the static Just press the remote jam it
And get to the program and its
Him
Atmosphere turned Grimm
Surrounded by all black Just like the tires rim
Always got green on my mind Just like I am a Sim

It appears that these supernatural beings have vanished and have left irreparable damage, we do not know when they will attack next