Yeah, check check

[Verse 1: Guante]
Yo, I wanna tear Justin Bieber
Limb from limb and
Auto tune his screams
Track him on a beat
By the rube and
Feature six teens from B. Dolan, Boots Riley, and Toki Wright
Yeah I know that didn't rhyme
But AA BB ain't no way to live a life
R-r-represent real til' we are all dust
Drop that mic
Expelliarmus
Rappers acting like you hard
Tell me your names
I wanna scratch them in my arm
Or better yet, we can bounce to the buffet
And break bread make enemies friends
We can settle these debts
With the acetylene torches
Everybody owes everybody some fire
Whether music
Whether its the building of a movement
Or whether its just not being stupid
Yo respire inspire set fire til I expire
Like it's all I know
My self esteem is at an all time high
And my give a fuck level is at an all time low
Lets go!

[Hook]
Rend and tear
Bend and break
Why go though the trouble
Everything you rip off grows back double

[Verse 2: Guante]
My last album had no famous guest appearances
The outcome, these scenesters ain't hearing it
Record stores file this under fearlessness
Our is genre is contra to all your kids who got problems with the bottomless top dollar shock collar rock consciousness
Come on
So what the problem is
I ain't trying to kill these rappers
I just don't feel these rappers
So I'ma open up the front door and
Uncle Phil these rappers
See you next episode
They say if you really love it then let it go
So let it go MC
If you really love rapping
It'll come back when you're meant to blow
Yo
Just don't hold your breath
I'm getting juice uptown
Yeah I know the wedge
And if you catch that reference
I guess you're the target market
Spark the connection, I said
If you get that reference
You're the target market
Spark it

[hook]

[Verse 3: deM atlaS]
Definitely not his high moment
Clock's boiling
Melted off the wall
Parasites big or small
__ snakes slithered around their legs
And seven rings Jack Johnson dance around you
Inside an ear __ hears no notes
Values, tones

Take slow tokes out my pipe as I write
Prescriptions that could manage the damage against you
Nothing can save you not even your savior is safe
Making it harder to solve the murder case
Crime rates on the rise
I loom over giants in the sky
Careful not to breathe in their karma
It can harm ya
Our heart is fall
Leaving pulsing bright outline in chalk
You can talk that bullshit
I don't wanna hear it
Dreadfully dreading my hair
It's pessimistic and scared shit
And __ and transport Lancelot
Spoiling your plot for the perfect Camelot

[hook]