Dgz X Nygz - Demigodz

Motherfucker I make power moves, with the power of Zeus

A pack of rabid gorillas that just broke out of the zoo

But not the zoobalie brutally, beat 'em, eat 'em, they food to me

Suckers foolishly fool with me, better stop the buffoonery

I’m a lunatic, literally with looney bin lunacy

Howlin' at a lunar eclipse, I’m losin' my shit

Catch me on the moon with your bitch

Refuelin' my ships, resuming my trip

To Jupiter where humans are rumored to be like mutants

I’m usin' a fireball that I’m shootin' outta my palms

Like bombs, I’m napalm in this song

I play beer pong with cups filled up with Energon

There’s a reason why me and Megatron don’t get along

I’m the evilest, rottenest, rippin' out your esophagus

Put slugs in your mugs, see more blood than phlebotomists

I’m a bottomless pit, Ap’s the obvious pick

When askin' who would impale you upon an obelisk tip

Crash your grill like the plane on the cover of License To Ill

Bitin' what I’m writin' just to heighten your skill

But stealin' out my rap book won’t get you a deal

Black renaissance, scribe ill scripture with quills

My sword is a pen that’s protectin' my art

Florescent colored Mozart, right from the heart

I enlighten with the scrolls, Malachi York, act like you know

I sent soldiers up in your fort

We ain’t the same nigga, you ain’t cut from my cloth

I rep Demigodz

On top of water we walk, that’s real talk

That’s for Bost and CT and New York

Eat my ziti with tomato sauce, I don’t do pork

Stab Satan with the pitchfork, you switch when you walk

Transves

Faggot niggas can’t be the best

Black rhinos, stampede straight through your vest

The ghetto Bobby Fischer, like Fresh with chess

These faggots saw the Panchi chronicles and then I heard they hate it

But I can’t be violated or even decepticated

I got gunners out in Brownsville, shooters from the east

Killers out of Fort Greene, slicker than grease

Broads from Bushwick, that’ll give a buck fifty

To any bum dusty nigga who try to talk shifty

It’s best to befriend us, don’t try to offend us

I done fronted on niggas that’s bigger than the bar tenders

Make me dip until my pants pull up

This .45 and push your fat ass into a curly fry

You don’t wanna play my blast on your wack broadcast?

Then you and your whole staff can kiss my black ass

Niggas take what I say back home, give it a listen

Then revert to G religion like a Muslim or a Christian

Or a Baptist or a Jew dude

(Panch they love what you do)

Yeah, I got 'em hypnotized like I’m doin' voodoo

If I’m in the trench I’m mannin' the machine gun (man)

You are Carl Jr. managing beef on buns (bitch)

The whip creep with the 007 mods

Press on the gear shift, missile at your entourage

If I got time for a meeting, it’s only cause I wanted to glare at my watch

And find out I made a little mo' gwap (yup)

The warning’s on the wrapper like a cigarillo package

The best blow to my ego’s like you threw a pillow at it

I’m off the chain but got it on lock when I write shit

I’m on some Crocodile Dundee, «this is a knife» shit

(Ain't my material dope?)

So dirty it need antibacterial soap, I know you feelin' it though

DGZ, NYGZ, we spit rampant

Uncover your scams and

You’ll get a visit from Chris Hansen

C dot Titled shoot chrome nozzles

That send rappers downhill in wheelchairs and make 'em perfect role/roll models