You Know U Love

[Intro]
Yeah, we roll-calling today, man, we got the whole South Park Coalition in the studio, but we finna hit y’all with this three headed monster real fast, DBX, Texas Tech, and of course your boy, c’mon

[Verse 1: K-Rino]
You pay the price when I start slicing
I keep mics in trouble
Like they was Vic, Jackson or Tyson
My thought devices well over lyricists like bison
Rapping need to be like driving a car, you need a license
My style is so unorthodox
It left the last biter throwing up blood clots and coughing rocks
Ripping the world in half was my greatest scam
On the mic I get in your ass like a prostate exam
The vocal vampire who settle the rebel camps
The restraints supposed to be champs with belts and metal clamps
You holding a microphone is dangerous enough for me
Like a baby being placed in a dope fiend’s custody
DBX and Tech, we coming through goat-roping
Pressure bust a pipe but this pipe will bust your head open
You’re claiming words that ain’t yours so who’s the real father?
The DNA came back, you are not the author

[Chorus]
You know you love them niggas that still rip it
The skills kicking, them lyricists spitting them tight flows
You know you love them niggas with high spirits that bring it to you so vivid and show you how life goes
You know you love them niggas to get off
‘cause SPC, damn nigga, it’s real talk
You know you love them niggas, them making niggas move around so move around while you can still walk

[Verse 2: DBX]
This for my niggas that still rip it
Exquisite lyrics from niggas that get it how they live it
I train mics to roll over and do tricks
I’m sick, I’m telling you sober when dude spit
Competitors prepare with shield and battle armor
When DBX stand mic in hand [?]
You rappers are all bums, I wonder where y’all from
If we wanted bitches and hoes, we’da called some
You bustas see me it’s panic and pandemonium
Like in Hong Kong with Godzilla standing over them
The game cursed me, I’m hungry and bloodthirsty
It never eases so pray to Jesus, he love mercy
But as for me, I finale with a catastrophe
Face fatality when you feel the wrath of me
You fools can’t out-rhyme me, I flow like a tsunami
Drown your clan in this bitch, now tell your mommy

[Chorus]
You know you love them niggas that still rip it
The skills kicking, them lyricists spitting them tight flows
You know you love them niggas with high spirits that bring it to you so vivid and show you how life goes
You know you love them niggas to get off
‘cause SPC, damn nigga, it’s real talk
You know you love them niggas, them making niggas move around so move around while you can still walk

[Verse 3: Texas Tech]
Texas Tech, uh oh, mash mode, best let the clips reload
Gutter made blade flows dethroning all you hoes, I suppose
It’ll never be real ’til it’s real
’til real motherfucking skills pay the bills and get all the deals and still
I’ma clink up and grind ’til it stand
And be the first to let it shine while I piss on a man, understand?
I’ma rock this motherfucker to sleep
‘cause when it comes to mics and pussy, they suffer defeat
Nigga [?], I’m confident with kicking my own ass
For wasting my time putting up with your trash ass fast as
You niggas hit the dirt, get work
[?] still played it, lyric legend, lyricists flirt
Assert my murder tactic with a hatchet and vocal
Summon spirits to match it, just to show that I’m local but vocal
When it comes to this game, I’m not a lacker
Murder by name, call me the insane rhyme-backer

[Chorus]
You know you love them niggas that still rip it
The skills kicking, them lyricists spitting them tight flows
You know you love them niggas with high spirits that bring it to you so vivid and show you how life goes
You know you love them niggas to get off
‘cause SPC, damn nigga, it’s real talk
You know you love them niggas, them making niggas move around so move around while you can still walk