Unholy Union Lyrics

[Hook x2]
Lion's Den, we the rap superhumans
Married to the game, this the unholy union
Throw your hands in the air, this a hold up
Freeze beef, go HAM, call us cold cuts

[Verse 1: Decal]
Yo, fuck rapping
I'll do this shit on autopilot while I'm napping
Reklaw and Coydog in the front
I'm in the back, fapping
No, wait, I'm at home plate, home safe
Toss me a bat and a gat
I'll rearrange your whole face
Now break it down, all it is is letters and words
But when you're spitting like this kid is the vision's absurd
And I know you heard the last shit that I did
The fast shit that I did
Well that's the past shit
Now it's the present, bitch
Check your tenses, Lion's Den is hopping over fences
We so immense in the game while you're warming up the benches
I'm productive as fucking is, and you know it fucking is
So grab your hat, let's truck this shit
We 'gon rock it out this bitch
To the moon, smashing poon
In the room, bada-bing, bada-boom
Coming fast, make it to the top
Don't stop
Speed it up like zoom, zoom
I am not a nice man
Packed bong on the night-stand
I'm smashing up your 'ho so I can toss her in my white van
[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: Reklaw]
Yo, let me say, all I wanna do is play
Run around, hit me up
We'll roll another J
Blow a cloud so big that it rains
Filling up my lungs with toxicity that relaxes
So high any boundaries that we passed it
And there's a stereo in the car
Throw on a beat and, suddenly, I'm a star
Swirling words with this haze
I'm amazed I'm awake, fully baked
For God's sake, I'm swimming in this sea of smoke
Fuck it, we can handle just one more toke
Holding tight to the weed
Like a fat kid and a coke
Buying so much weight that we're all dirt broke
And, seemingly, I'm stoked to spit these lines
If you didn't get my message by now
Let me tell you one more time:
Smoke 'til you die, hold 'til you're blue
Make that bong bubble like a pot full of stew
Big, big, big, big booty bitches
Let me diminish once and for all
What it means to be Reklaw
Spitting 'til my oxygen is gone, just for a song
But no more O2 for me
For now, it's all about the THC

Helps me stretch for another verse
But, now, I'm so high that I just left Earth
Can't hit me up here
Might as well be using Nerf
[Hook x2]

[Verse 4: Salvo]
Decision is kiss lips or better dismiss, mistresses
This kid's giving 'em less shits than if intestines were twisted in
Which of witted misfits can whisk this signature slick spit
And still insist his own mischief with slimmest risk of a tsk-tsk?
Bitter figments get fisted, so listen: fuck what you thinking
Now redundant as it sounds, you're about to miss your own Mrs
Lesbian switches, my twin shivs scissor these bitches
Who into talking they shit and nit-pick like biblical Christians
Ensuring his lyrics are spoken for serpent's ears cuz it rattles hoes
Who would hear this and call it devil endearment whoa

Not joking, genre is not hip-hop anymore it's hypnosis
You're feeling very unwanted, finally dis-owned 'em
Got a mind? I'll erode it and poke a hole in your boat if
You rowed it merrily, fuck your dream, life is how I rewrote it

Ganja rappers get smoked, I semi-salted this flow
It's seasoned brackish, fuck YOLO; the reaper's having a stroke
We're recruiting a movement and you'd be foolish to boo it
Just choose a lion to screw with and find a tooth in your boobies
Riot schools 'til the moon hits and tie a dude by his pubes if
He tries to ruin this music, that naiive cube is a Rubik's
Sky is blue cause I drew it, yes I am God to be honest
How modest,
Intelligent design is live at our concerts
Rise you rowdier daughters, I'll pry you out of your garments
And call the cops... "Faggots" cause I don't fuck with departments
I assassinate lives faster than battering eye lashes
Or mashing the Y-button until it's jammed in the plastic
Got the game frozen like pouring coke on the console
And I will throttle my glottal until it's stopping like "Uh-oh!"
Crushing potential like testes under stilettos
Girl you had me at hello and then I stabbed you at hell no
Never reject the fellow who's music peaks like crescendo
I'm stepping on children's dreams, like putting cleats in ya pillow
And then I cut a hole in my pillow and shove my dick through it

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January 1, 2010
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