Tradition

[Verse 1: 60 Second Assassin]
Now you know you done fucked right?
Precise the hype as I recite the typewrite to make my vision ignite
My thoughts and words begin to unite
When I hick-up and spit sporadically shift
Step over known competition that's actually thick
Do an immaculate flip
I don't care whoever, my part stay clever
Sever the header, pronounce it deader
To be real, yo, or be fed up, I'm cuttin' double headers
Come one, come all, savior's island
Medina Desert, Pelan, plus Mecca
Y'all gone be made to respect what
Paralyze your vision like Wu, I will inspect ya
When I'm on my Ol' Dirty Bastard, y'all play ketchup
Del Monte tomatoes and onions, I got your special
My blade stay cheffed up, not like Boyardee
Much like inspirin' methods
Somethin' like when movin' on your left
When raw, I'ma give it to you
You is the God, I'm a Ghostface, that's the G of course
You gonna see a genius, just keep readin', believe
Hit ya like a Rza technique
Sixty sec, a master killer it's Allah's mathematics who spins

[Verse 2: Prodigal Sunn]
I am what I am, gutter from the streets to the glam
Light up the party like Shazam, and ladies love who I am
Exclusive on cam, choice like the finest of lamb
Young Sunny, I'm gettin' money, nothin' funny, no scams
Respect for my grand, greet 'em with, "Yes, sir" and "Yes, ma'am"
Rollin' through the hood lookin' good, veggie, no ham
Produce it on land, do it for fans, pursuit and expand
If my brother need a hand, Sunny do what he can for his mans
Stackin' my cake up, stay away from makeup
Zini on the take up, enemies on the shake up
Bake up to keep my plate up, son, don't get ate up
I like my cash straight up, stack to keep my weight up
Smarter than the average, workin' harder than the savage
Diamond in the carriage, perfect timin' in the marriage
Livin' life lavish, twenty mil\ out in Paris
Twistin' that owee-gowee, spark it with some wooden matches
From ashes to ashes ,dust to dust
Stay plush, a royal flush, plus I do it for us

[Verse 3: Killah Priest]
I spit it ecliptic, my scripture are rivers
Come take a sip of the mixture of brain fluent since I came into this
Inspired by Kane's influence
Who put Brooklyn name in the music? I go at the game ferocious
Priest paint pictures, the ink in this literature is for visioners
Listeners become prisoners
So go catch my gems, get your work out on, hit the bars
Now spit your verse out strong, I'm God
Priest Armel the Great, Prodigal Son
The honorables come teach the babies, speak like '80s in ballys
Seven-star crescents with the ballys
Ladies crowd me when I'm cloudy, Ali Shaheed
So Mr. Walter Reed, force of me like Luke the Skywalker, side walker
The three dice shoot the live New Yorker, Westside sippin' gin and juice like Snoop, oops