King Syze - Reign Of Tyrants lyrics

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(feat. Poynt Blanc) [Intro: Rellik] Yeah...y'all know what it is That Poynt Blanc, King Syze shit That live shit [Chorus x2: Rellik] Never ever talk loosely It's Killa Rellik, muthafuckas best salute me Just pay respect or we catch you with a two piece, brawl to the death Keepin', y'all in check and rep, Q-D [Verse 1: Rellik] It's the best in the business, you think of testin' my limits You'll take your last breath in less than a minute Y'all some timid, average pretenders...ain't actually contenders I'll fuckin' shatter you, let that be remembered We savages, on tracks, sabotage your agenda Try to enter in my cypher and tragically get dismembered Let's have it! No confusion, you will suffer contusions And that's includin' any rapper who think it's somethin' they provin' Keep movin'! This mic is a multifunctional unit Used to amplify the voice and leave you punctured and wounded The truest, respect due to the Dimension of Q It's set to take over the world in a relentless pursuit Most definite, it's evident, competition is hesitant MC's with any sense of content, not to contend with this That's how they we know we're the best with fists, the penmanship You beggin' like a bitch for the rep, to put an end to this [Chorus x2: Equinox] Never ever talk loosely It's Equinox, muthafuckas best salute me Just pay respect or we catch you with a two piece, brawl to the death Keepin', y'all in check and rep, Q-D [Verse 2: Equinox] I'm obliteratin' rappers, I get to spittin', you bitches scatter Magnificent data, I hit you with 'till you stiff cadavers Quick to slash ya, get decapitated, diss the master Anything you did, I eradicate, it didn't matter The sickness captured in my chapters whip ya stature Get your backup, switch your act up, or your shit'll splatter I blast memory panels 'till my enemies handle The penalty for rappin' is death, I'm meant to be Pharaoh Yeah, you mentally shallow, you can't understand In music and hand to hand, my band'll damage your clan My grammar's like brandishin' hammers at panickin' fans Rather than stand like the man, you'll abandon your fam Commanders with plans, stackin' them grands to sling the industry Aim to maim you physically, the name'll reign in infamy Blaze your main infantry, attain his pain instantly Plain and simp-ly, I came to claim the game convincibly [Chorus x2: King Syze] Never ever talk loosely It's King Syze, muthafuckas best salute me Pay respect or we catch you with a two piece, brawl to the death Keepin', y'all in check and rep, Q-D [Verse 3: King Syze] Yeah...Yo.. I'm the offspring of Jesus My pen breezes, it'll send seizures And since a fetus, thoughts of a leader to be prestigious I'm all about peace, but please don't get me upset Five shots, six shooters...Russian roulette Two in the frame, two in the brain, one in your neck Two in the same, usual pain, just wanted respect You's a child in the booth, afraid to confess You so wide from the truth, that makes me the best And I don't need no punchlines I'd rather punch you in your fuckin' spine Talkin' shit? That'll be the last time And now niggas wanna battle for bread I'm a quick score, niggas couldn't cover the spread Proposin' a toast, to meet the upmost Supernatural cat that touch toast and buck ghosts For the most part...man, I'll let you tell it If I ain't the best, it must be 'Nox and Killa Rellik [Outro: King Syze] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah King Syze, Poynt Blanc Showgun on the track, you know what it's hittin' for Army of the Pharaohs, Q-Dimension, nigga 2005, Syzemology, comin' to bang y'all in the muthafuckin' head Never ever talk loosely...fuck around, end up with a two piece Your simple words just don't move me Yeah...