Tribal - Alpha Omega

When we on our rap time, your vital sign flat line

We tribal and primal, our rivals never on that grind

When we on our rap time, your vital sign flat line

We tribal and primal, our rivals never on that grind

That grind, that grind

Never on that grind

Flat line, flat line

When we on our rap time

Your vital sign flat line when we on our rap time

Survival of the fittest while we’re grinding to the finish

Prevail

Alright

Microchip flip, linking to the age of Ultron

My rap peg is twelve gauge.

I’m thinking so soul calm

Oh, those bombs with live guiding system on the countdown

Appointed at the point of no return until a meltdown

Reds, blues, greens, oranges, purples and pinks

Highlight the skyline, to fault line, erupts and its sinks

And then the mines like pull vines, I eat them like meat

Until I’m filled up from what I’ve grilled up over this beat

Black charcoal, I melt the pavement

No need for carpool

Its fury road and ain’t nobody here, know who you are fool

Omega red and Deadpool

We never let the lead cool

I’m talking verbal murder, what I said is going to wet you

When we on our rap time, your vital sign flat line

We tribal and primal, our rivals never on that grind

When we on our rap time, your vital sign flat line

We tribal and primal, our rivals never on that grind

That grind, that grind

Never on that grind

Flat line, flat line

When we on our rap time

Your vital sign flat line when we on our rap time

Survival of the fittest while we’re grinding to the finish

Neph

A supernatural, check my vitals

Work with your idols

If you don’t like it, then do your eye rolls

But shut your pie holes

I don’t hear you.

We don’t feel them

In this illusion, no name, so jump to your conclusions

Opposite of hoppin', what you do is no longer hip

That’s why nobody’s copping, and no one I know gives a shit

You’re too late

I can tell you’re passed the due date

Got half way through your song and took a poop break

Rep the axe, put it on my life, shed scarlet

Fork and knife flow, cut the cake, I’m fucking starving

A.O.

lead the armada, been taking out the garbage

It’s a slaughter, try harder

Taking ours, get nada

Word

When we on our rap time, your vital sign flat line

We tribal and primal, our rivals never on that grind

When we on our rap time, your vital sign flat line

We tribal and primal, our rivals never on that grind

That grind, that grind

Never on that grind

Flat line, flat line

When we on our rap time

Your vital sign flat line when we on our rap time

Survival of the fittest while we’re grinding to the finish