The Enterprise Lyrics

Yeah, I know that I'm just a guest in the game But I also know that I'm the fucking best in the game

It's Dry Ice, instantly infecting your brain Now only seconds remain before the weapons engaged

When I poetically position the principles, I'm invincible There's disposition in my vision, yours is not permissible

Spittin flows is a ritual, it really isn't difficult These individuals can get my ass under a mistletoe

So here we go, pucker up, delivering the uppercuts I don't give a fuck, I'm busting nuts up in your mother's guts

I came and went, the main event, probably gonna wake the dead Success is never owned, so I guess it's time to pay the rent

Just had to check in to show I'm so flexing You can barely stomach this, like indigestion

You scale the fences when we clear the benches You appear defenseless like a Viking's defenseman

Not to be messed with when I write this sentence I may be the best yet when you measure the metrics

That's my intent when I rap the message Punch lines that impress and slap like Fresh Prince

So everybody put your hands up in the sky Show them we don't die, we multiply, so recognize

So everybody put your hands up in the sky We're alive and it's summertime, it's time to fly

We keep running through the finish lines Hop aboard and get inside

Be part of the enterprise or move along and step aside

We making what you thought you could Erasing what you thought was good

If you ain't got the album yet, you probably should

This ain't a movie, man, this is not Hollywood Just trying to be the greatest ever, knock on wood

So fuck Ballys and Trump rallies, understood? I'm with Drunk Sally in a alley blowing Cali Kush

So who you kidding? My precision's Luka's shootin' rhythm You rely on useless superstitions that would suit a victim

You believe the crucifixion, I provide the truth and wisdom You need to regroup a minute, I go in the booth and get it

There's levels to this shit, our levels are different Don't fuck with the henchmen, play your position

Jiminy Christmas, it's ballistic Bury the gold kick from a distance in an instant

Do you get it yet? Have I made my point? Is there a disconnect

Can you hear my voice? Top five, dead or alive Put that on everything, I'm married to this bitch You can't even afford a wedding ring

So everybody put your hands up in the sky Show them we don't die, we multiply, so recognize

So everybody put your hands up in the sky We're alive and it's summertime, it's time to fly

Keep running through the finish lines, hop aboard and get inside Be part of the enterprise or move along and step aside

We making what you thought you could, erasing what you thought was good If you ain't got the album yet, you probably should

I'm the bar-barian, watch as the bars bury 'em Bars that'll end your career like Nancy Kerrigan

Too many damn crews claim they can rap too It's played out like bar-bed wire, tattoos on a fat dude

Bring all the emcees, I'ma throw a bar-becue Serve you bar-bacoa and a bowl of beef bar-ley soup

I ate too many rappers, I can hardly move I'll make Margot Robbie make a point of view, Bar-bie two

The crowd favorite like Bar-tolo Cologne At a bar in Bar-bados from open to close

Got bar-istas with margaritas at Mardi Gras Don't call the cops, I can hardly walk

I'm getting faded like a bar-bershop

Ice has got you covered, now your car's stalled Dumb it down, slow it down, call it a bar-crawl

You want bars to borrow? That's a hard no Semi-sonic started, that's a Minnesota bar close

So everybody put your hands up in the sky Show them we don't die, we multiply, so recognize

So everybody put your hands up in the sky We're alive and it's summertime, it's time to fly

We keep running through the finish lines Hop aboard and get inside

Be part of the enterprise or move along and step aside

We making what you thought you could, erasing what you thought was good If you ain't got the album yet, you probably should

If you ain't got the album yet, you probably should