Styles Of Beyond: (Endangered) Part II

(feat. Simon James)STOP! Man whatchu gonna do now?[Takbir]Now I'ma break it down just to tell a little storyStraight off the top, with no specific categoryWelcome to another rendition of what we call freefallAbout time, we decide to ballwith the mind of a junkyard hog ready to brawlwitcha hype man, retrievin the mysterious mic stand[Ryu]Yo, murderin the first 12 Monkeys in a face-off the topFlip my claws out, fangs for bloody thirstThe curse of a person conversin in tongues for fundsPunchlines like loaded nines won't survive in my dimensionDivide the sector seven into pie graphTwenty-five percent passed, ten percent dissed, the other halftalk fast and don't say (shit) like deaf mutesMy def boots, trample on troops, samples applied, wire detonatemic fires in Beirut, cards of the same suitA half deck, catchin half wreck, that was your last bet[Styles of Beyond]Now, whether you like it or not, we still arriveBright and early up in yo' face with somethin liveThe crew that makes you wake up, stop and peep notice..Notice.. "Open your eyes and try to focus"[Takbir]I think it's time to wake up (for what) to hear the dope stuffYou know the stuff that Ryu and Tak' drop on the hushThe sound that people wanna pound but don't touchWe slow the platoons like water balloons in a bunchWe oughta resume to crunch your half rhyme pasttimeCall out fakes, see me at the bank in the cash lineNot a greedy pig, but indeed he did do (what was that?)Tried to get cold, when I'm an igloo[Ryu]Don't you know what you got into, into got you what?No you don't, attack this with bass-ackwards tacticswill get you on my blacklist, quick-erthan you can pass or flip the flea flickerRun the hundred yard dash, pass Flash Gordonflippin the bird, trippin over tongue tied words[Takbir]Yeah these unsigned nerds, stuck with a memo on the back (hahah)Floodin the underground with weak demos on wax(Like that?) Like that, and that's the way it'll beCause when my empire strikes back vigorously[Styles of Beyond]Here comes the crew that makes you wake up, stop and peep notice..Endangered [x4][Ryu]Aiyyo, is that your bag, I'll help you pack itCause that's the, last time you steppin to Cali kickin some wack (shit)Feel the wrath of Iron Patrick, rippin apartyour poetry thoughts, w-dots, ? bought boxesof cheap art and stolen parts from the chop shopUsed to be hip-hop, converted to a drop top[Takbir]Hah, no longer legit for hopscotch, the oil gaugekey to ignite drips the plotStuck in the service shop, we heard a lot of same stuff playedQuick to identify like a friendly game of charades.. so whatcha whatcha want?Endangered.. [x5]