[INTRO] (First of all… do me a fucking favor: shut up… Listen… and learn.) [VERSE 1 - Annunaki Cruz] BOO! (Annunaki Cruz! CONTACT!) Class is now in session Annunaki Cruz reporting Go thru multiverses you can call me Rick and morty I'm in the brick and mortar, with my team and we the Hallmark Deadspectres like transformers, switch it up and yes we all spark All your dogs are all bark, fold like origami In a pickle like tommy, Flow Darko like Donnie Smart mouth that I'm becoming Get down like I be dumbing Down, and yes I'm coming just like Mario in the plumbing Level up until I win, I only lose my interest When I finally end it they won't find you like the princess Won't you be a Peach, let me tell you what you oughta do Follow what I do, like Luigi guess You Lu Holy shit that's number two, why you think it's called the Lou? You'll be pushing up Daisies if it's war like Waterloo Took a shit and thought of you, egg ‘em on, call me Yoshi Ashes when they fall, rapping “Ring Around the Rosie” Boo bitch I'm ghostly, Spectre till I die. Bitch you're like Boo, You can't see me eye to eye. Evil king like Koopa, wanna live you better bow sir You ain't standing out, won't let you in, bitch I'm the bouncer Jumping on the beat, then I kill it like a Goomba Blow like a Bob-omb, and you suck more than a Roomba Hotter than the dessert, got my sons all coming at me. I don't need a flower, I’m fire, deliver that heat (Gone) [VERSE 2 - Sweeney Toad] (Radio dispatch! Do you know who this is?!) (SWEENEY TOAD!) Straighten out your back, karate chop your vertebrae Purge you from the earth, you can hardly stop the murder day Gonna learn today, I’ll show you how to flow Deadspectres gonna get you, oh you didn’t know? Like a virus to the dome you already dead Fist of the North Star, pop you in the head Sit in the sports car deep in the trunk Bleed out the back like your time of the month You a cunt, a pussy and a scaredy cat Worst of all you can barely even rap Now carry that L all the way to your grave Chill out in the morgue get ready to blaze Withdraw embalming fluid blood caked up Make a deposit in the blood bank yup Hail to the raw shit, I’m Duke Nukem Perfect parry haters taste this Shoryuken Hop on a zoom call I’ll show you how to rap Rigor mortis bars sounding stiff and kind of wack Sit back and relax, you always been lazy boy Rap career more dead than Patrick Swayze boy We the ghosts with the most we the Deadspectres You just a failure, a bedwetter ledbetter You a Beetlejuice bitch, some old jester We bring the pain insane like Uncle Fester [VERSE 3 - Bandit the Ill Alchemist] (It’s all fine, they can see the way they doubted me, it’s all sweet ‘til you hear the ill alchemy!) On god, I'm the tsar of the black marsh, Mr. Banditt I'm the Alchemist in these parts, Sing for your supper, better do it when the keys start, Stick my holy dagger in your eye, that's a C-sharp, I'm just a paladin, Deadspec talisman Take on any battle, if you disrespect the pals and them, Bury all the bodies, then we move like a caravan, Leave the whole crew gassed up like a halogen It's bad management, better keep a head count, Sleeping on a wild man, better keep a tent out, Better keep it ten toes down like a friends house, Head too big for my hat, call me Deadmau5, I get sillier than silly string, bet this a killer team, Off with his head like a guillotine, You know the boy got abilities, hands up, you feelin me? Know that I can kick it like a millipede, Gunblade, locked, how I hit em like Gungage, Salty rappers turning real sweet like a tsundere Koga, watch me hit em with the Sludge Wave, Have ‘em limp back and go train like a subway And with the help of a tune up, Banditt handing L's to the few up, And my crew up, since Kel put the screw in the tuna And we about to... Clean house like a roomba Do something [VERSE 4 - AmpRen] (Initiating… AmpRen.exe) (AmpRen!) Displaying dire straits to your iris, the virus Designed to outclass you outcasts and pariahs Arrival at dawn, a minute later I'm gone Evade the cages, not down with staying complacent There's constant motion in my theater of dreams Traversal universal, plot my seedier of schemes All will be revealed like a long forgotten prophecy Surprise you from the shadows then retreat is my philosophy (Tenchu) the way I move in stealth is unparalleled I can ride this beat in circles like a carousel And make you dizzy like some blue birds dancin’ 'round your noggin Till you faint and see a sponge direct you to your coffin Hallucinations animated, made in technicolor I'm the modern classic, never static spectre reppin' "others" (Yeah!) another them-cee, force requesting entry Into your rhyme database, delete until it's empty Sorry not sorry, I know this might be new to you Surprise heists to run off on the mic are what I usually do Call out these rhymes in the pocket like I'm shooting pool Step up to the plate and swing the bat, I keeps it Fooly Cool Rollin on my Haruhara bass for your face tip My low end theory's causing tremors with a bass kick (Richter eat your heart out!) I'm unbalancing the Libra The heavyweights are goin ham? That's practicing to me, huh?

[VERSE 1 - Banditt the Ill Alchemist] Rum and whiskey, vodka sipping, everybody getting fucked up Rum and whiskey, vodka sipping, everybody getting fucked up Rum and whiskey, vodka sipping, everybody getting fucked up Tucked up, in a bottle, risky, chugging it, I'm coming undone Rush up, why the floor is sticky, TV static, brain is unplugged Rocket man, approaching tipsy, see you in the morning young blood! Belly full of rum like a pirate - Yarr! Like a pilot, high like the skylnes are Pills get popped like it's Tylenol, No solids in my diet, and we riot (yuh!) Face full of dust like a spring clean Boss like Springsteen No we never fold like Crimplene Opps looking real stinky, Hate? You can miss me Am I high? It's a mystery - Jinkies! [CHORUS - Synthlad] Okay, take a shot if you wanna jam Take two more if you just don't give a damn Take three, and just go dumb Take some more and more until your body is numb Take a shot if you're in the house Take two shots if you’re pissed off at your spouse Take three shots if you feel like shit Or fuck it, take a fourth for the hell of it [VERSE 2 - Sweeney Toad] Call me Jackie Chan cause I’m the drunken master Chugging Heinekens or liquor for something faster I’m a fat bastard beer get in my belly something quick Call me Jackie Chun master of the drunken fist On some dumb shit, this liquor never failed me I am the liquor, call me Mr. Lahey Save me that last bit of Baileys for coffee in the morning Beer and bong hits and edibles, strong shit, Voltron forming I’m storming the fridge like a MAGAt at the Capitol Like a Bill and Ted fusion, ha a wild animal If I am what I drink then I must be a cannibal Because I am the liquor, a trailer park manager I supervise with my keen eye keep you all in check I stumble through the trailer park show me your respect Oh you bet the Deadspec be bumping in the blaster I am the liquor boy I’m the drunken master [CHORUS] [VERSE 3 - Annunaki Cruz] Chitty chitty bang bang, getting twisted like the Tea Bang bang chitty chitty, who littier than me? The more brain that she give me, then the wittier I be Plus the more shots I have in me, the prettier is she Another one indeed, Like Khaled, my people winning One kiss and I'm in her Genes, got my tongue out, call me Simmons Rock on, First I lick her then I tip her like bartenders You know I'm talking women if I'm going on a bender So bump it like a fender, I do nothing, still impress her You do nothing when you press her, trying to court her like a jester Spit dope let it fester, better note I'm beyond measure You don't know the half of it, like you missed the semester Forgot who spitting fresher, then of course this the refresher Superior the Spectres, fuck a class we the professors Profess to take out your settlement, professional at getting lit Bring the chorus in and take a shot for the hell of it [CHORUS] (Rum and whiskey, vodka sippin’, everybody gettin’ fucked up x8)

(All I ever hear is rats in my walls…) (All I ever hear is rats in my walls…) [VERSE 1 - Annunaki Cruz] Won't lie dog, right now I'm really high y'all That's my fault but I was worried bout my eyeballs Airhead, I'm a doofus, and really homie the truth is I do go make a to do list, but I smoke and I don't do shit I should be doing music but I'm practicing hadoukens No adulting, no disputing, I'm like dude I’m gonna nuke him Somebody let the spooks in, better pray that they don't activate I won't make excuses, you ain't dead cuz I procrastinate That's just great, I ain't listening at all. Can't get to me like the rats, hearing them scratching in the walls Up em make you crawl, you are done for when I finish Wait till the last minute but, you won't last a minute I admit it, I'm the one who takes forever I could do it today but tomorrow is looking better I'm a go-getter who can never get going You're gonna be a goner, Cuz you know I always go in [CHORUS - Banditt the Ill Alchemist & AmpRen] All I ever hear is rats in my walls One day they'll eat my eyes out And yes I fear for my eyeballs Throat scratch with the dry mouth Death lingers in the drywall Turn the music up loud And yes I fear for my eyeballs Nothing to do about it now [VERSE 2 - AmpRen] This is fine I guess, the plague is in my mind And spreading through my body but it’s not like I can lie And say I’m really panicking, dealing with things on my own time My own mind’s gotta rest right? It ain’t no crime To take a minute just to treat myself Then the minutes turn to months as I eat my health Into the godforsaken gutter til I no longer can camouflage The fact that self-care became the new self-sabotage Remaining motionless from dawn til after dusk Berate myself and scream bout how stupid I was to trust Myself, punch the proverbial mirror, pass the blame Onto external unrelated circumstances, love this game! Yeah I know that it’s wrong To ignore all the clutter that I’ve built up for so long The answer’s obvious but it’s easier just to concede No use thinkin’ bout it, that’s a problem for the future me. [CHORUS] [BRIDGE - Banditt the Ill Alchemist] Why do today what you can do tomorrow? You due is never paid, when all you do is borrow So what's a lick of paint when all the walls are hollow? But I don't mind the rats, the bitter pill to swallow And why do today what you can do never? Seems fruitful aye? Or are you too clever? The waste of youthful days, you wished you'd used them better So let the rats in, ‘cause they won't wait forever [VERSE 3 - Banditt the Ill Alchemist] Worry and panic, panic, worry and panic Hurry scurry I'm manic, disappearing I'm Aztec Feeling lit, I stop it then dropping Intergalactic Feeling like I'm IT, but Tim Curry's an actor I'm a clown, got big shoes and a red nose All I need’s a little lift like stilettos I'm sick and getting brain like a head cold Danger mouse tracks got me feeling like I'm penfold Let's go - when it's time to put this work in You see a master in the art of aversion Saw the other side, and the grass looking verdant Funny how a gust could just turn to a whirlwind But then the scratching got louder As I fell into a dream I could smell the gunpowder As I awoke with a scream

[VERSE 1 - AmpRen] Check my reflection to see if I’m feeling like myself Today I see an apparition in the shape of someone else That’s vaguely familiar but bearing all the blemishes I’ve been hiding but now they’re in writing as complete sentences Like, “what are you doing here?” “Where do you belong?” “Is your current placement in this realm all wrong?” “Take a look at those around you, do you really think you fit in, Or were you given a pity spot from a friend just to get in?” And I, I get to thinking, the graffiti has an argument I want to feel accomplished in the end I feel I’ve hardly met A fraction of the skills that my peers have attained In far less time than I’ve allotted in my frame So I, never believe it when they say they’re excited to see My inferior creations, they must be lying to me But hold up, maybe they meant the words of affirmation Now own my hype train has left the station [CHORUS - AmpRen] Cuz I feel like I’m a god But then I wake up in the morning and I feel like I’m a fraud Force myself into a break, and come back feeling like a god Then I look back at everything I’ve ever done, I’m just a fraud This cycle that never breaks, it perpetuates I look in the mirror and see a fake, who am I really? [VERSE 2 - Banditt the Ill Alchemist] New skin, who this? chill mode, buddhists Tryna sell my soul for some silver like Judas Rap game nuisance, bare soul, nudist Everyday parading like a master, I'm a student No love, I write these tracks until my hands break But I guess that you couldn't hear em from the landscape I'm still confused to this damned day (why?) I got 6 monthly listeners and 4 fucking bandmates (Hey, hey, hey, hey!) are you even listening? My indecisiveness is damn near crippling (Well, It's an art form!) well the paint around me's dwindling And short of Mona Lisa, all I have are these scribblings It's too easy, pleading to a bleeding hedonist Vis a vis, he's never believed in the degree of risk 'Cause I'm the ill alchemist, and you'd better believe in this: I'm out here making a shit storms daily from a piece of piss [CHORUS] [VERSE 3 - Imp] Academic kid grew up with social anxiety and a thousand hobbies Prolly got a clone way my delusions make me folie à deux Saying goodbye to making sense of my incessant ramblings Change in the vents prolly worth more than all of my understandings Of being self defeatist, I’m watching mockeries act elitist. Entire cliques think they icons they actions be on teenage Impudicity, I hit venues just so I can rock it Say wassup, get the payload, bump some shoulders and I’m outty Impressions, I don’t care too much, wonder if I care at all Improbable that it’s apathy, impostor syndrome the repertoire Unpleasant in my set of thoughts, birthdays I’m forgetting often Run tracks like a marathon, hanging out I’m hardly there at all Who am I really? That nigga, rap spitter, a recluse? Question marks made to end them all, I posture on the end, muse What in my life made me depressed, chin scratch, I’m overthinking hard A lowly demon sometimes, in the same line, I feel like I’m a god

Had another episode last night doc And another episode in the morning I got a feeling that something ain't right doc Kinda feel this is some kind of warning Had another episode last night doc And another episode in the morning I got a feeling that something ain't right doc Kinda feel this is some kind of warning Woke up, choked from the smoke and the coal dust Hands all wilted, and soaked with some old blood Finding the pieces of- I don't know what, Taste in my mouth that I loathe, I could throw up Last seen, fast sleep, naps in a trash heap Can't go back, my apartment - there's gas leaks Walls all “tap, tap, crack” from the rats feet Can't sleep - haven't been home this past week Black suits kick down doors with the jackboots I knew I smelled something funky, like a Jackfruit Followed me, tried to escape but they track routes Always got hands at my back like a masseuse But then maybe I imagined it, Maybe I'm the protag- maybe the antagonist, Maybe it's the meds, maybe I'm not the candidate Maybe I'm just Dan, no such thing as a Banditt, yet Maybe I'm wrong, maybe this is how I feel Maybe I'm gone, or maybe I've killed Maybe I'm strong, this is not a big deal It maybe a song, maybe none of it’s real… Just breathe! Just breathe…

(“I got so afraid, I ran… I ran!”) [INTRO] (...left in hell, then the dead shall inherit the earth… When there's no room left to yell, Deadspectres going berserk, like-) [VERSE 1 - Banditt the Ill Alchemist] The Deadspectres, taking your soul, swallow you whole I'm a leprechaun, drinking 'til dawn, take all your gold I'm a monster, Kaiju - giant I'm big, breaking the mold, First we making all the haters explode - stay in your pose Spent my whole life just chained to a desk Now I'm sick - Walking around, head clean off my neck Think I'm bulletproof, hordes of the dead, show some respect, I'm a lich king, war is my craft, Horde is my crest Shuffle, how I walk through the streets, being at peace Still got, blood and bone stuck in my teeth, I'm tryna eat So if you're up you better send me the deets, set up a meet Leaving the remains of your body stuck to the seat of your jeep [CHORUS - Banditt the Ill Alchemist & Sweeney Toad] When there's no room left in hell Then the dead shall inherit the earth When there's no room left to yell Deadspectres going berserk (“He’s coming to get you, Barbra!”) We're coming to get you Barbra! We're coming to get you! (“He’s coming to get you, Barbra!”) They're coming to get you Barbra! They're coming to get you, get you, get you! (“He’s coming to get you-!”) [VERSE 2 - Sweeney Toad] Dig through the dirt, got red on my shirt Unearthed corpse from an undead birth Unquenched thirst for blood and flesh Bite through the jugular, a gushy mess I won’t lust for less than brain skull fragments Blood clots pop, blood flows stagnant Cancer of the brain give in to hunger pains Volunteer as tribute, give in to hunger games I love your brains call me sapiosexual I’m dead like Twitter salty ratio special Tasty impeccable fresh souls I devour Dig through my grave with a fistful of flowers [CHORUS] [VERSE 3 - Annunaki Cruz] Things are looking graver than you visiting your mommy Every beat is getting deaded, know I'm killing it like Johnny Oh brother, Spectres at your door Kicking toxic metaphors I'll infect a zombie horde Everything is getting eaten, I'm a fuckin omnivore Smoking on the loudest weed know I woke the dead for sure They came for my brain but they left disappointed Go dumb I can't avoid it, really don't know what the point is Your people been died, my people they more efficient Crew is the living dead, the literal definition Overtake positions, delivery is Karma Two bars from A, bitches running like they Barbara [CHORUS] [OUTRO] (“There’s mass murder everywhere!”) (“Two people are dead already on account of that guy!”) (“I’m telling you they can’t get in here.” “And I’m telling you those things turned over our car!”) (“It seems to be a sudden, general explosion of mass homicide.”) (“Too many ways those monsters can get in up there.”) (“He’s coming to get you, Barbra!”)