Q1, Burnell Washburn

Would it bug you?
If begun this little number with a mumble rap
Outta the box like a Jumbo Jack
Lump it all into something
Stumblin, bumblin, fumblin, bumpin it into something, rumblin
If I accomplish one thing,
Like to get Stone Cold to call me Stunning, then Stun me
I'll fall back,
Like the Rock or a Rock n' Sock or a rock in a sock
in a sack in a bag that I sock with a lot of elbow drops and jabs
Q a ton of new just like Cam
'stead a stoppin and posin, tho, he over here smokin a dab
Was I chosen?
Is it hope that I float in a hopeless ocean?
Am I such a glutton of a GOAT to have eaten every single all-time notion?
I'll burn your lists
With a friction of lips, with a word, with a twist
Einz ist fuckingroovin, damn I'm sick
Ending with some German shit...

Hook x2
Sirens, Lights
Dive-in, Tight
Danger in flight
Kamikaze to your heart
(kamikaze...kamikaze...kamikaze)
Kamikaze to your heart...


You thought it was over
Cuz One was only fiddling with the game
One hasn't brought out his orchestra
But One's clanging in your brain, broseph
Hammer to an anvil, like a smith, Joseph
Or knocks on a door from a couple of men on a mission, open
Koko B Ware, loco be there
Apollo Ohno, oh no he's there
Going in circles, floating on air
Taking you home, taking you there
Taking illusions, making them real
Every delusion of making it big
Is like 2Pac on an island with Big
No one can prove it, proving it here
Now that I'm older, I see it so clear
Lived too fast, lived in fear
Drunk with the past, now it owes me a beer
Screaming at mirrors, screaming at peers
Screaming at anyone near enough to hear
Locked on my target, coming to bear
Coming up fast, all I hold dear
Everything flashes, but all I can hear are sirens...

Hook x2
Sirens, Lights
Dive-in, Tight
Danger in flight
Kamikaze to your heart
(kamikaze...kamikaze...kamikaze)
Kamikaze to your heart...

Burnell V-

Screaming at the motherfucking dude within
That keeps doubting me, I can’t let him win
He keep letting me down again, again and again
He feel like poison stealing my oxygen
I heard sirens, but I never saw the signs
I guess violence is just a part of life
Guess humans aren’t that qualified
To rise above our emotions and do it right
Guess Burnell gonna have to let ‘em know
Guess Q1 gonna have to spread info
Guess real shit doesn’t get the airplay
I hear sirens must be a air raid
Sirens ringing in my ears so loud
Light flash put another body in the ground
It’s a warzone I don’t think that anybody wins
Shit might rip me apart from my limbs
And these hormones might manifest as a sin
Fight these feelings take a hit to the chin
I might leave you in ruin like Anasazi
Someone probably shoulda told them I’m a Kamikaze