First before my verse make Boodah bless you Because he blessed me in form of smoke from a tree With abilities to summon powers of the Dreaded Fist As a lyricist to the world as a terrorist So from a distance you see shrapnel and debris And in an instant you've got to recognize it's me Black Belt afferent to the eighth degree The champion is me Red One Because I be the, a veteran, me all veteran I'm gettin' on with the knowledge To make moves strong, and abolish Terrorizing tracks like Gengis Kahn We be the rawest, hardest from the Northwest Side, dun And that's, word to the uplifted fist of the dread, clear Cutting emcees like MacMahon and Blodell, so go tell A friend, and so on and so on The movement of this Dreaded Fist no longer will be slept on
[Chorus, Red One] Dreaded Fist of the Northwest Gotta be cautious How we exhibit our style to the people Lethal doses leaves comatose hits To match the Fist, there's no equal to this
[Misfit] A way with words is chosen right to explain Poetry in my motion, coasting In and out of range, to maintain I switch up the timing Keep suprising, line by line A continous jabbing unto you, into your pressure spot I pinpoint with an index finger Inject, to let the rhyme linger Lyrically, do a number, in the ring Physically, the champion of Welterweights in my division and skill Aging to get better, somehow, someway Maybe this Dreaded Fist will meet it's match someday So then I stay, and with my words I don't play Though I fate, and patiently wait for made mistakes
"Flip back, get into a fighting position"
[Red One] Slip me in the chamber Cock it back, toss me instrumentals, and watch me bust on that They must (be) on crack, wanting they wigs split back Cause we run this, and it's a well known fact Never miss, all veteran and specialist Messing with the best? Please, you can't handle this
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