9th Prince, AKIR, Archangel - Rap Disease lyrics

Aiyo, I make classic tunes, Killarmy
We the last platoon
My pen ignite the light whenever I
Write in a dark room
My rhyme be formin' out my mouth
But, I don't ryhme like I'm from the South
Drunk off Guiness Stout, 95 Route
Re-energize my clout whenever I'm
Out and about i target all you analog cats
Dressed in all black
I Starr like Fredro whenever I'm strapped
Swing bats, never laugh, I'm a mack
Valour Gucci hat, I told The RZA
"I'm bringin' Wu Tang back"
Feel the rapture when I capture all smackers
Verbal back slasher, pull out my blade faster
'94 flow, tour from '94 with no flaw
Still raw to the core, wire ya jaw
That's my law, but still you never saw
Now you layin' on the floor
Screamin', "9th Prince don't hurt me
No more!"

Aiyo, rappers wanna beat me but can't see me
There's no cure for my rap disease
I need that S dot Carter money
That Wu Tang Killa Bee honey
Fame, power and fast cars and snow bunnies
Rappers wanna beat me but can't see me
There's no cure for my rap disease
I need that S dot Carter money
That Wu Tang Killa Bee honey

First four moves, first strike
Don't wait for his chance, first dance
Yo I'm out for first place
Second round knockout, they fell for the bait
Tried to second guess me but
They so second rate
I'm third rail, tryin' to touch me is so dumb
Cuz I wrote all on the
Third Rock from the Sun
Come forth if you disagree, want some?
Like the fourth of July, I'm in the pen done
Independent
And so drunk like I drank a fifth of Vodka
Who's the illest? I plead the fifth
Your honor
I got a Sixth Sense like dead folks habla
Heal odd six, verbal, ya want nada
I bring the drama, like 7th Heaven
The eighth wonder of the world, I am destined
I'm taking it all
Break the ninth commandment
Me and 9th Prince, son, choose ya weapon

Rappers wanna beat me but can't see me
There's no cure for my rap disease
I need that S dot Carter money
That Wu Tang Killa Bee honey
Fame, power and fast cars and snow bunnies
Rappers wanna beat me but can't see me
There's no cure for my rap disease
I need that S dot Carter money
That Wu Tang Killa Bee honey

Aiyo, once upon a rhyme we
Were lookin' for sure
When the waves took us over, man vs the flow
Shiny hooks to reel us in
Others will puncture ya hole
So you had to latch on just
To survive out the flow
So many treacherous sharks take
Advantage in dark tasted blood in the water
Know his teeth so sharp
Orchestrated movements
Mainstream ain't tuned with
All the beauty that's around, harmony
It sounds like a trip
But homey, I ain't get on that shit
Still robbin' 'em for bait
Still makin' 'em hit's
And they pullin' 'em strings, don't forget
Crows cling on their neck
Bottomfeeders looking for the catch
Shellin' out
All the ends, fast gas with the Benz
I've gone so deep, guess it's time I ascend
Footprints in the sand, fuck sirens
Tell 'em King Neptune's in tune, trident