Yo

We′re not playing no fucking games this year

It's Virus Syndicate

Kompany

Disciple

I′m too deep

Wavy like rough seas

Rain like monsoon heat

Eat up MCs like one, two, three

Then crazy man flows me and [?]

Raise the bar high

Real mic OG

My hooks are like white lines

My OD

Primal heat

We got Disciple

Try compete

The Virus went viral

Live on street

Time will tell

Get em boxed in like a zygote cell

Money from the west

To the Bible belt

I'm fully on fire

I'm alive and well

I′m a rising hell

I′ve got the title belt

Killing every white blood cell

They don't want it like time in jail

Got too many [?] they tried and failed

Aim for the head top taking em out

One shot taking em out

We got the sickness breaking em out

Aim for the head top taking em out

Taking em out, taking em out, taking em out, taking em out

Out, out, out, out

Aim for the head top taking em out

Aim for the head top taking em out

Aim for the head top taking em out

Back, back, back

Back with a banger

Aim for the head top

Kill off your team

One sixteen and it′s all too much

Gonna kill off your dream

Man wanna jump on dubstep

Try get big off the scene

But we've been in the game since Rusko came

What the fuck do you mean?

Bangers, watch man light em up

Jump on set, quick liven it up

Used to write bars with pen and paper

Now I′m sat here typing em up

I got my eyes on the cup

I'm on the rise and I′m up

Purple spray on my cup

Merk all night in the club

Merk all night in the club

Aim for the head top taking em out

One shot taking em out

We got the sickness breaking em out

Aim for the head top taking em out

Taking em out, taking em out, taking em out, taking em out

Out, out, out, out

Aim for the head top taking em out

Aim for the head top taking em out

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Aim for the head top taking em out