Lyrics

        Survival
        (Shadow, O.Twist, Kastro, Flare, Doobe, Lucifer)
        Produced By: Ollie Twist

Shadow:        pass me the mic so i can flip it like a gymnast, lyrical fitness, with the power to kill this, we tower over real kids, scour your districts, replace 'em with the realest, break 'em like a seal test, reveal the chest, rip it open like a vest, kats around here just give it a rest, if you fuckin wit the best, Rhyme Skeme puffin ses, on your block, confess, we're hot and your less, blessed by our presence, we bring the essence, of hip hop we presidents,
Ollie Twist:     my nukes, will make you puke, cock-n-shoot, seek refuge, introduce you to my Timberland boots, eyes like Christ-like, nuclei, absorb light, drop units of knowledge, while you battle the mic, stomp you for the info, with steel-toed Timbo's, my flow attract nympho's, as soon as the intro, hit you up with the lyrical numbchucks twirlin, write sermons, ignite my version, mic surgeon, historical, Twistology, portable, knowledge on wax, t's wisdom that's recordable, the signal was captured, and Twist distorted you, one of chosen few, I'm here to bless you, hip-hop drop the level, blast shots at the devil, the executioner, ya'll weak kats should be salutin tha, Godz of the Mic, but you sided with Lucifer,
stupider than Jupiter, you could never get loose with tha, Rhyme Skeme son, but you better get used to tha, schoolin your medula, the most wise ruler, it's me, G, O, D, never made no one cooler,
Kastro:        holdin two gats, bustin shots with the index, spray you down and leave no fingerprints like i used Windex, i stand like a man cuz i'm grown motherfucker, hold my own for the throne wit the poems motherfucker, talkin shit to they clique, yo we roll those herbs, they get extinct, don't exist like the dodo bird, you wanna knuckle up, i'ma start swingin bows and dance on you hoes like an Usher video, whoa, take a breath good to go, they don't want none of me boy, i'm nice wit the flow, hit'em up slow, so they loss is painful, mangle a track, and strike from every angle, light the shit up, while the mic i rip up, yo light the shit up, while the mic i rip up,
Flare:        ayo its Jake, back on the take, here to bake another cake, stacking like gold plates, study the recipes on tapes, check out the mad fabulous tablets, composed just like beautiful ballads, what, can't follow or figure me fuck, no telling when i'll change my style up, to bless these impecable cuts, chopping at your wig, like a butcher to a pig, how did you not know that we'd get this big?
Doobe:        your gonna have to put two in this to stop me from doin' this, don't ask who is this, let me tell ya, my rhymes will get ya busted for dope paraphernalia, testin Rhyme Skeme that could make you a failure, i'll sacrafice ya boss, nail ya to a cross, i get mad, i get lost, black out, what am i doin? come deliver my dough like Western and Union, my whole crew is loomin over ya like the clouds, you said you don't want no problems well, its to late for that now, like sanitary wipes boy, your gettin flushed down, i keep my game rising like wind, in your chics gown, the RS is in town, so open up your venue cuz were shuttin it down.
Lucifer:        Full Blooded Rhyme Skeme, they call us the rappin disciples, i got a message from the lord, he told me to throw a revival, these are the last dayz and it's all about survival, terrorists these days are our number one rivals, say a prayer for our soilders, in the midst of the battle, cause a war's goin' on, to protect our survival, yup!