Yo we taking over, we got the blueprints,
Recruiting skilled parts to build the Mighty Unit,
Sickest Krew we can prove it, taking others out for our amusement,
Addicted to the game , were like alcoholics we get abusive,
Beating it with emotion as a Unit then we puke it,
Bruising it, leaving it with internal damage as we loose it,
Doing it, soothing it with the pipe nice n slow we abuse it,
Chosen by the michroophone, got synced like a phone
Mics got to the others, there was a note, "remaining crews you got not talent so
The Unit cut your chords",
Tried to speak no voice, bow to us no choice
Took the crown and throne, told ya dynasty fellas our new home
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