Dominance - Apollo Brown, Aztek the Barfly, Kid Vishis

D-d-d-dominate MCs

God forsaken, they hate them, great

D-d-d-dominate MCs

God forsaken, they hate them, great

D-d-d-dominate MCs

God forsaken, they hate them, great

D-d-d-dominate MCs

God forsaken, they hate them, great

Yo, what up Apollo?

What up V-Stylez?

How 'bout the Vish?

Check it out

For most of you, sincerely Detroit

Ayo, it’s like dominance: the sound that I bring

The type confidence that’s normally found in a king

Man, I’m a certain kind of work for mind (verse)

And I rehearse the rhyme until the words feel real

And heal like it’s Turpentine

(I write shit) Between the punchlines, you might miss

My mic grip make a headline and turn flight risk

(A slight twist) Of Radio Raheem’s right fist

(Mixed with a knife tip)

And gift to spit that white brick (ah)

The beat bomber comprable with writtens

When I speak calmer, I breath audible like Egyptians (art)

This ain’t that factory grown (It's grass-rooted)

Do the maths, sit back and shoot the facts, they have to be known

Go 'head, complain and say I’m arrogant

But up against Gotham’s Dark Knight, you cat’s pale in comparison

I made mistakes and I fell

Toughest competition, now-a-days?

Shit, I would say I’m face to face with myself

D-d-d-dominate MCs

God forsaken, they hate them, great

D-d-d-dominate MCs

God forsaken, they hate them, great

D-d-d-dominate MCs

God forsaken, they hate them, great

D-d-d-dominate MCs

God forsaken, they hate them, great

Uh, I’m bringing a Subway

That means I’ve got a foot-long barrel

That’s why I rule the block, I shoot an op'

The crew remind of Adrien Broner and Floyd’s relationship

We don’t know if you niggas cool or not

Aliens never die, we the Goonies

Intelligent gangsters: we bust guns and quote Rumi

Rappers is hoes and groupies

Flow they stowed from Tunchi

Let’s get it moving, your chick would chew

Your bitch is losing

I look at blasting Tecs like having sex, I prevent life when I pull out

Ain’t nothing shook 'bout, you niggas better look out

Wired if you ain’t expect fire bringing beef to this cook-out

Blame it on your era, well?

What goes around comes back around

That’s karma’s carousel

Your bars a bunch of fairy tales

Soft, you just wear it well

I’m known for having the sickest lines, I shit parallel

D-d-d-dominate MCs

God forsaken, they hate them, great

D-d-d-dominate MCs

God forsaken, they hate them, great

D-d-d-dominate MCs

God forsaken, they hate them, great

D-d-d-dominate MCs

God forsaken, they hate them, great

Yeah, all I ever wanted was a place to shine

Time to execute the plan so I could start my climb

In this journey, on a mission, walk the sands, it’s Kung-Fu

Problems usually solved with my hands, they talk too

And I ain’t even violent, 'less you testing my manhood

Start shit like Nicki did to Miley, yo, what’s good?

I’m all about respect, check the way I conduct it

Collab' with many legends as I’m writin' my thesis

My motive’s Marshawn, take a look where the Beast is

Don’t be a casualty when the fury releases

Still get it in, orthodox with a slight tilt

Motor City rebel, so defiant I’m tough built

Aim and hit the mark, I’m as witty as Broncho

Randy Savage, nigga, steal your girls 'cause I’m Macho

See, every day’s a gift, that’s why we call it the present

You’ll never check my attitude, 'cause my manner is pleasant

D-d-d-dominate MCs

God forsaken, they hate them, great

D-d-d-dominate MCs

God forsaken, they hate them, great

D-d-d-dominate MCs

God forsaken, they hate them, great

D-d-d-dominate MCs

God forsaken, they hate them, great