Company Flow Collude/Intrude Lyrics

[announcer]
Mr. len, a.k.a. s___e ghost, please commence intro
Company flow, perform, j-treds, prepare
El-p, prepare, you have approximately five minutes
f___ the bullshit, time/warner will fall
Record labels will fall, the earth will crumble
Begin

[el producto]
Enter the all city access and encounter the likes of these
Regionally no one relaxes, actual
No wonder ima type to crush contenders with pure chewing satisfaction
Pervade your ultraharmonic with the back of your whole mediocre faction
Sonic boom head zoom contact off antaxion
Elbowed with a vacumn pure death mcs with closed captions
Wind up in the willows, catch the whirling dervish
Or the dead and dumb millenium is at your service
Who thought cause he was dipped in powder blue that he could rock past-el
Got your hip-hop essence out of the cross colours catalog
With a___og technology
Ask l. ron hubbard to break down my scientology
f___in up to the chest I bust insidious, bad touchin
Boogie to break to b__rushin
Fresh start taming biofeed this track achieves
Pain penicilin crack and azt couldnt relieve
Being sizzlean I will trim the fat like susan powders
Disrespectin burners like cap, lickin off shots from clocktowers
Play ring around the dead nation
The deadhead situation, situated to see-saw creation
Mcs are helpless like gadzook keep f__got like rupaul
Troop to the new sensation f___ that whole wannabe gangster fascination
The illusion is broke, or c___ albums mispoke
And got the el p rookie cards stuck in they bicycle spoke
For those vh-1 crystalized pseudo rip flows
Let the liquid talon soak into the seam of your coat
Meet the professional dead or alive politrick technician
Straight neck capital p for the deep throat d___in
I was that first monkey to touch the monolith, delinquent
Up in that crack like white squaw for the weekend
And I sunk your battleship
Parked in a hot zone, live to the e. bola
Manifest brain tumors through the phone as you roam in your motorolas

[j-treds]
All hail, j and el the fans rise, we got the grand prize
Foes fantasize runner up, the closest they can see it because
Skills so lenient Ive been boastin with half a flow
They cant handle the whole weight son, diagnosis, bullemic believe it
My best line, too advanced for pop warner
You got cornered scouting report, cant scramble in the clutch
But when I get down, its third and inches threatenin to score
How you gonna tackle the topic when you suck at two-hand touch
Were too d___ much for your defense break you down, zone weakens
Words bring embarassment, captains look like third string in comparison
To this too well known to kick fat flow
And beat suckers straight up and down, tic-tac-toe
Game over when I blow your mind, but then I aimed over explosive cuts
Verbal flamethrower, serving roasted nuts
As after battle snacks you wish you wore a cup in your panties
So all you p____es in this rap game, time to up the ante
Whats your fancy? big time skills or small penny
Dead to latter my varsity letter, fatter than your jv
Only play with the big boys, toys bringin that weak s___
Before the battle I hit em off with fat, ladies latest release on cassette
They were done from the start
Ran for the finish got detoured from the fast route by another
One spot holder hold ground for our town, n.y.
For those who dont acknowledge they get left a__ out plumbers

[announcer]
Congratulations len, you have made it halfway
They are falling, their armies are retreating
The job is not over, you must continue, please move forward
El p, bring out tactic evasion, start, summation equals now
Do not fail us, were counting on you

[el producto]
For thoughts I see hot like three males with a cot included
Where the sidewalk ends and all your linear math gets diluted
Infant when he star spangled, packed a brand
Circular medicine and deject wreck-the-tangle
f___ time/warner and its affiliates, for runnin that wannabe big willie s___
Leave those fancy clothes up to the pope
List all personal posessions in your liner note
While I connect wreck genuinely cuttin through these red ropes
Son grip the love spigot, yeah thats the ticket
This platoon pop 99 luftballons
While the one hit blunder rushes exhaust like city buses
I bond, like resin cause for the sake of skill, lost and found
Found by dna patterns to wish you could climb
Just a little girl around the way of my set, thats the time
Enter the evil opus, focus on rap scrambling
Record labels to expect not reaction is bad gambling
I know a few true that make we, collusion
El p and j-treds pentrate cranial intrusion

[j-treds]
We do this one time so catch it, two of the illest and unsigned
Lethal seperate but combined, friction created a frontline a rhyming
Got you steppin, tryin to evade us bustin caps in your thoughts
But now crossfire catchings added to your job skills
Top of your resume
Submitted applyin, for lyric positions that we occupied yesterday
But got the pink slip, labels on some not think s___
Requiring, brain absence lobotomy reigns/rains, rapids
That trap gets full, by j and el evasion tactics
Our equations infinite, punks distortin random access
Havin half words recyclin tracks like plastic, please forfeit
Flippin the same script, I hope it has reinforcements, or else
Its torn to pieces while our thesis is untouched
Saved on my pc under the filename of funcrush
Megabytes b__rush, by one punch, upon my keyboard
My datas the top secret that mad suckers will fiend for
Come from the last to be cut from dream team three
We be the ones who shine, prepare for b___, kickin
Rarely benchwarmin throwin down, all too often
While others barely touch rim and thats when theyre b___ licking

[announcer]
Done, job well done
They know who we are, they know we know who they are
They will fall, they are going to have to repeat
Understand, they will no longer monopolize
Time/warner will fall, Im proud of you, come home