The Soundtrack

[Intro: Ruste Juxx]
Yo
I feel like punching your motherfuckin' head off
Say another motherfuckin' word
I'ma knock you the fuck out
Straight up
Matter fact, throw your hands up

[Verse 1: Ruste Juxx]
Grenade launcher, the talent torpedo
Crossbow slingin' the verb, word to me though
Criminologist, I'm mastered in thuggery
Firing at fake-ass artists spitting that fuckery
One punch, slide straight out your boots
Burn like a perm when it ate out your roots
Tear ligaments, break bones apart (Crack)
It's bullseye after Juxx thrown the dart
Prone to start rallies, riots and revolutions
'Cause motherfuckers critique with no solutions (Word)
Poеt pollution, it's poisonin' the youth dem
The rap god, I'm blеssing them with the truth then
Kick the booth and enflame the mic down
Raise the price up whenever I write down
Shit like this 'cause my hits don't miss
'Cause I rhyme about the real and my wrist don't glist

[Chorus: Ruste Juxx & Resin]
Ruste Juxx on that Reel Wolf soundtrack
Smoke 'cause it look like dope and it sound crack
Resin and Cyco on that Reel Wolf soundtrack
This is real hip hop, we're bringin' underground back
Ruste Juxx, Reel Wolf soundtrack
Resin and Cyco, Reel Wolf soundtrack
Real hip hop, we're bringin' underground back
Brin-bring-bri-bring-br-bringin' underground back

[Verse 2: Insane Poetry]
This is agony, tragically written savagely
Driven by some unrelentless panic he's spittin'
So just imagine the feelin'
Revealin' all of his inner thoughts
Remember a sinner stalks
His prey like a killer hawk on a little moth
My pen's possessed as I scribble off all this ancient text
Nephilim language decoded, show you the game of death
Every word's preserved by the souls of the Earth's evil men
Travel through the portal, see what's goin' on beneath my skin (Uh)
I paint my Book of Blood tapestries
Deep within the lair of the Cenobites when I'm capturin' footage to put it inside of my artwork
Display it at my concert, on stage where I conjure this rage, I'm a monster
I told you once before, we are not the same
Now it's time for me to unleash the demons that's locked away
So as I jot away, I am the conduit for the forces to escape
To paint portraits of you in pain (Nigga)

[Chorus: Ruste Juxx & Resin]
Ruste Juxx on that Reel Wolf soundtrack
Smoke 'cause it look like dope and it sound crack
Resin and Cyco on that Reel Wolf soundtrack
This is real hip hop, we're bringin' underground back
Ruste Juxx, Reel Wolf soundtrack
Resin and Cyco, Reel Wolf soundtrack
Real hip hop, we're bringin' underground back
Brin-bring-bri-bring-br-bringin' underground back

[Verse 3: Resin]
I've been condemned by the way I put in work here
'Cause the Earth fears anything that they can't persevere
They burst into tears as soon as anything worse appears
If it's worth the years I can turn into the worst person here
I'll take on any job and make it sound implausible
There's not an obstacle when resources are inexhaustible
That isn't optional when you're all up in its circumference
The virus is spreading in every direction of the compass
So as the shadow emerges on the horizon
It's the urban superstition chewin' the heart of a lion
'Cause my instincts consist of something straight out of the wilderness
I'm killin' this while you're tryin' to figure out who the killer is
So here's a memento another innuendo
You wanna know the MO when they're just followin' the echo
When it's just like a hex, cause strength is your physical capability multiplied by one unknown X

[Chorus: Ruste Juxx & Resin]
Ruste Juxx on that Reel Wolf soundtrack
Smoke 'cause it look like dope and it sound crack
Resin and Cyco on that Reel Wolf soundtrack
This is real hip hop, we're bringin' underground back
Ruste Juxx, Reel Wolf soundtrack
Resin and Cyco, Reel Wolf soundtrack
Real hip hop, we're bringin' underground back
Brin-bring-bri-bring-br-bringin' underground back