The I.C. Show
[Intro]
Ladies and bitches!
Welcome to the I.C. show!
With tonight's entertainer... El Bandito!
[Verse 1]
Yeah!
The Inner Circle and we back at it again
Best to gather ya friends, this is what we recommend
When to spend all ya money on our product till the end
I don't think y'all got ability to even comprehend
Hand me the microphone and, I'm gonna rip this show than...
Have me a sip of potion, than them biancas scopin'
Loaded with a bit of alcohol in the mix
My shift starts with all you ladies having turns upon my dick
Witness this...
Here we go when I pick apart
Lady bras, tearing off hoes clothes with my bars
Sex, drugs, rock n roll transformed to the wicked art
(No more radio)
I'm an explicit (Fuck!)
So what you got to bring to the table of talent? (What?)
Replied back: Everything on this planet! (Yeah!)
Got it locked while you took this shit for granted
The 7th installment, best believe we stay blasting
Wait, what happened to the power!?
(I'm sorry)
Ah dammit, get it fixed man!
[Hook]
Welcome to the realm (Yeah!)
The Inner Circle's here
We strive perfection for real (Yeah!)
By any means necessary
Welcome to the realm (Yeah!)
The Inner Circle's here
We strive perfection for real (Yeah!)
By any means necessary (Yeah we back muthafuckas!)
[Verse 2]
Stavanger City best believe I'm coming for the crown
We taking it back to the golden age with that killa sound
No filler rounds, it's back to the reppin' the illest styles
No testing mines cus you know I already keep it sick with mines
If you want another reason just to listen
We honestly don't care about your criticism
This is more than music, we are on a certified mission
To drive all you weak spitters to your own extinction
Deliver more intricate lyrics imprinted on this track
Sic 'em and rid 'em with levels they never gonna reach at
Tell 'em they limited, pitiful, don't stop where they peak at
Fill 'em with venom and tell 'em all that they muthafuckin' shit's wack
Hah... no more Mr. Nice Guy
Don't follow my advice, I let 'em know they might die
Kick 'em while they down, I rip the mic with vile rhymes
Burna di fiyah, I and I, baby bye bye
(oops!)
Yo, the fuck are you doing!?
Seriously!
(I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll fix it, relax!)
[Hook]
Welcome to the realm (Yeah!)
The Inner Circle's here
We strive perfection for real (Yeah!)
By any means necessary
Welcome to the realm (Yeah!)
The Inner Circle's here
We strive perfection for real (Yeah!)
By any means necessary (Yeah we back muthafuckas!)
[Verse 3]
Time traveled back to zero 6, brought my styles back
Hijacked the rhyme pads, re-write the soundtrack
Rhymes at it, ladies got the number better dial that
Autograph and sign ya titties, while I smile back
Why's that? Cuz I truly love my fans to the fullest
Anybody else a victim while I be spitting out these bullets
Wanna blast me on my show but imma show you that you couldn't
Rest in peace Dimebag Darrel shredding to the fullest
Hah... yes, yes the style venomous
High relevance, fly elegant with the right elements
We 'bout to bring it to another level if you meddling
Muthafuckas tryna tamper with my high adrenaline
Keeping it raw, El Bandito next level shit
When you get shot, prepare for the reckoning
Grand leveling buildings, presence so menacing
That I can make ya rap career so damn irrelevant...
That's it, I'm gonna kill that muthafucka!
(Now calm down!)
Gimmie that gun!
(Nah...)
(Ah fuck!)
[Hook 2x]
Welcome to the realm (Yeah!)
The Inner Circle's here
We strive perfection for real (Yeah!)
By any means necessary
Welcome to the realm (Yeah!)
The Inner Circle's here
We strive perfection for real (Yeah!)
By any means necessary (Yeah we back muthafuckas!)
[Outro]
Yeah!
El Bandito!
The Inner Circle!
Anno Domini!
Vherbal on the beat!
Whattup!?
Yeah!
Let's Go!