(feat. Iriscience)    [Iriscience]  Aiyyo actions reactions, addition subtraction  Crew split the factions, split the fractions  E-mail celly talk two-way faxes  Rap bold is love just ask the axis, relax  Listen to what your ears say  Don't believe the hear-say, or a beer say  You fuckin' with entrepreneurs and rhyme wars  Marked up passports and world-wide tours  But still bangin' out of cars I'm sure  All the heads that cop our shit romp the tour  You kick a little something but the crowd want more  I kick a smorgasbord, that could feed the poor  I learn to spit raps, brace for kick back  And drip wax, some of the illest on slip mats  Cy Young pitchin', catch the transmission  Swollen Membership on a Cali to Van mission.    [Chorus: Iriscience]  Passport stamped up at the station  Through customs through immigration  The sign reads welcome to your nation  We come to bring the celibration.    [Prevail]  The war on paper, bongs and smoke vapours  Blowin' up and out, goin' up a belt  Watch the formula, shadows and corridors  We haven't slept yet, my eyes are bloodshot  And when the drums drop, that's the fun part  Stare and snipe you out here at the street fight  Let the beat ride black market midnight  Attack a stack of vamps like a pit fight  So many bones get broken in the rib shack  That's where I live at, yo watch the kick back  RPMs back seats and engine blocks  I got my tale pipe stuck up in a glove box  All our songs rock, duck the Molotov  Clear bottle, call the dogs off  At the borders, and at the air ports  We shoot straight and know exactly what to aim for.    [Chorus: Iriscience (x2)]    [Mad Child]  Aiyyo it's spread like a virus, Mad Prev and Iris (Iriscience)  Never ask if you can dig it like Cyrus  Shadow boxin' got a killer silhouette  Even when we open crowd be like they rock the illest set  Feel us yet? You romper room rappers  Ain't catchin' half the shit I say until the mornin' after  This shit is evil on pars don't have to play it backwards  This was made from stacks of cash from underneath my mattress  But most of y'all are just a bunch of fuckin' actors  Flexible suckin' your own dick for practice, actors  If I can't get a chance to put my claim on it  You smoked about a thousand pounds with my name on it  Free medical and dental plan  I'm on six figures bitch you drive a rental van  Smokin' weed in coffee shops, stripper sucked for dough  Talk to me about the border I'm like fuck you bro.    [Chorus: Iriscience (x4)]