Survey Corps!

[Verse 1: Eren Yeager (Breeton Boi)]
If you wanna be harder than me better tighten up
Yeah, we coming in early with punches, disrupt the function
Cause interruption, you wanted smoke, then your walls I come bust in
Hungry for beef, but can't stomach the Rumbling
They gave me the finger cause they peaked and they mad at me
Said all my brothers Zeke, just Beasts in the family
They say I radiate Black Air Force Energy
But whenever I step ain't no onе checking me
That's not no remеdy, tryna kill me off with a shot to the top, but I'm not no Kennedy
I'll stomp on my opps, hopscotch my enemies, if y'all want a box you do not want no Paradis
Me and Zeke ain't stationed here to play games, Dualshock turn your block into a Warzone
You lack with, couldn't finish it in one go, so I'll leave a brother's jaw broke, no Porco

[Verse 2: Hange Zoë (HalaCG)]
Compassion's not here in my head, trashing 'em, catching 'em, keep them like pets
Since you can't call on your batches of Titans, be frightened, I'll take a bite of you instead
Like Ash, how I'll catch 'em all, short to tall
Creatures got secrets, no need to talk
Holding it down, make the others balk
I'm a scientist, crazy is in my walk
I'm coming to see you! Feel so excited, hyped up, eyes up, drop it like executioner from hell
Be a demon feeling you might get tested as well
Move up the ranks, I'm prepared
Just like I'm Dina, my smile makes them scared
Visually I can see you seem impaired
All these experiments, no Titan spared (Oh, you look rare)

[Verse 3: Jean Kirstein (954mari)]
Hard decisions when your heart is in command
Understand what it takes to kill a man
Blades spinning at your top like ceiling fans
Steel stocks longer than a Sprinter Van
Solid reads like the Shonen genre, real is in my genes, I was born to lead crowds
Rough around the edges, never cut around the corners, but I'm still taking Piecks out
Vert game crazy, this ODM, hop from the logo, you lot Floch to a bozo
Marco dropped, found out how he got got, caught the opp, now we on that whore's back like polo
Step to Eren cause he never erring on the side of caution
Wary of the area, they scary of the Titan problem
Survey fit, how I hit dope pockets
Floating on lines like I'm tightrope walking

[Verse 4: Armin Arlert (Ham Sandwich)]
Ay, weight of the world on my shoulders
Remember them days that I couldn't move a boulder
No sir, won't be getting any older
So fuck it, I'm raising hell until I'm kicking the bucket
I faced the fire, prepare to die in the smoulder
They brought the smoke to me and thought I would duck it
Now the heater on me causing a ruckus
A natural disaster, I won't even tuck it
I'm the most intelligent in the spot, no doubt
You so irrelevant, you ain't got no clout
My soul irreverent, burning hot, so loud
If the mind a prison, well, then a nigga broke out
On king shit I ain't even got no crown
All business, I ain't even gotta slow down
Cause I know now moving low down, no sound
'Till I get up in the cut in position to blow the whole town

[Verse 5: Connie Springer (Connor Quest!)]
Synced up with the team, we got mad cohesion
Never letting up on the gas, got litres
Why a newcomer think this prat can beat us
When their catalogue don't even match to half my features
They ain't had to battle like us or had to see blood
Hopping on the wagon when the sun's back and heats up
See if they around when the flash flood and breeze comes
Been here from the jump, they ain't lasted a season
Slash an opponent, that's a grand ceremonial moment
Cause I'm cutting up a rib and they open up
Still kicking, is it skill or a stroke of luck?
No forgiveness, I'm a prick and I hold a grudge
Baddie in the bed, got a rump like Pieck
Word to Sasha, just ate, now I'm wanting my bread
Buzz went and got to your head
Rushing ahead, now you're cut from the neck

[Verse 6: Levi Ackerman (Aerial Ace)]
Quiet, ay! Look, spotted in the metro
OK, here the tech though
Niggas slide round, we gon' box 'em like Connect Four
Keep the temp allegro, rest assured the death, though
Press foes, all I need to see, I don't wanna see no flesh fold
I don't wanna have my death strokes turn to Death Notes
Shit gon' be a mess, bro, this why we swept floors
Put it to the test, though, got it nigga, let's go!
Uh, everybody claim they Titan, well bitch, I'm a god, devouring me
Ain't none but a myth, Poseidon, my kick, my wave clear skill, too smooth, legit
Zeus, Zeus, my hip, I shoot my stick, soo woos and crips, I view it's rich
Boot you pricks, boo hoo, you bitch, rude as shit, this shoe, it fits

[Verse 7: Mikasa Ackerman (FrivolousShara)]
Scarlett scarf on, yeah, these threads'll keep me focused right
Quiet when I speak, turn me up on the focusrite
Fourth wall break like the rumble of the Titan might
Big IQ, enough to counter Titan height
OCD for that one MC
ODM gear got me too OP
Ultrahard steel'll have 'em RIP
Like the daughters of Ymir I'm the OG three
To Eren I sub, but I dominate
Y'all are the roaches, I terminate
Give me your heart or I'll confiscate
Congregate, calculate, amputate
Top waifu, my body's like a spinning blade
Typhoon, that's what you call Bae Blade
I'm an Ackerman, known to get the dagger in
Power in the blood within, y'all don't really want it, then for real