(feat. The Parralax). [Intro: Warcloud]. Aiyo g we gon' bong pinball over here down the street. Yo the Los Angeles fabulous. Yo Warcloud the Skarekrow Leviathan. The Great Chiefs yo it's how we rock it. Yo yo go how we rock it. [Hook x2: Warcloud]. Mics turntables spray cans and records. Mics turntables spray cans and records. [Warcloud:]. Aiyo my pen is a merciless sword that burns you open. Throw ya arms and legs in a big barrel of vinegar. Puny little men in green uniform want to hurt Warcloud. Warcloud smash the planet crash. Deep in the Sun I'm awfully unstable. Spin like a quarter on the edge of a coffee table. Sterling rap cap muthafuckas like AK's. For decades I infect AIDS to rap brigades. A mutated stranded swell up ya head and burst it. Hideous by pitiless greed hits on a prettiest. Eat through the walls and I look at ya girls skirt cuz. Cambodian dirt buzz waffle chromes and soap suds. Helicopter fire power shower you after April. Warehouse machinery heavy bionical chronicle. Old abominable super sonical metropolital. Metacarpals pop orchestra run away ya vertebrae. Swamp voice in for thick natures raise ya flexures. Bitter bone lecture epics holdin' cryptic. Down in the hollow men crumble when I mumble. Underwater cyber jungle lyrics tumble. [Hook x2: same time as the chorus]. [Chorus x2: Leviathan]. Great Chiefs we slaughter clobber all impostors. Urban legends stalkers fresh off the meat locker. Urban legends stalkers Great Chiefs we conquer. Clobber all impostors fresh off the meat locker. [Leviathan:]. Drunk off the Lager slobber speech improper. Zoomin' past coppers renegade hip hoppers. Shake rattle or shatter mirrors to windows. Hench those ears and cannons drums explode. The verter-breaker homes Holmes we got you done. Out Great Chief scout muzzle ya snout dog. It's turbulence turbulence else swift. Knuckle uppercut detachin' the fence. Scars are permanent permanent. Parallax crack backs on wax smack ya brats. Trapped in a torture rack we torture tracks. Sure son release the Mantra asthma microphone basher. Answer for ya cancer tomahawk slasher yo causin' disaster. [Chorus/Hook x2]. [Leviathan:]. Fresh off the meat locker.... [Skarekrow:]. Lyrics leave you wit more knots then spots on a leopard. The crocodile shepherd leave teeth marks in records. And bend microphones form funeral homes. That's right boy you in the danger zone. I hook up wit M.C.'s make love to M.P.'s. Half natural laborer give birth to C.D.'s. Drop niggas on they heads like careless baby-sitters. You can throw ya best verses and I'll flush 'em down the shitter. Tear out ya tongue and feed us to the scavengers. Carve a mark on my chest for every wanted challenger. Who died on this mission and got malnutrition. Went up against drive and then survived the collision. My hands swoop from my pockets evil plotter eye socket. Couldn't block it broke his forearm tryin' stop it. My comment ripped his veins to his arm pits. And dragged the flag puffin' through hot car pits. Hard hits to the head make the genius retarded. Flip confidence like the Red Sea garden. Bear trap raps snapped on his back from the black man. Tryin' to grow on site take the flight on the demise. [Chorus/Hook x2]. [Leviathan:]. Fresh off the meat locker. [Unknown singer:]. We can be we can be we can be.... [Hook x2]. [Outro: Warcloud (unknown singer)]. Great Chiefs (We can be we can be we can be everything.... We can be anything...)