Verse One ( Joe Flizzow ) 



Joe Flizzow got more Seoul than the '88 Olympics 

Far superior, Like Jesse Owens in ‘36 

I'm quick to crush your claims your walls fall like Berlin 

Never forget the name a grand wizard like Merlin 

Hypnotizing rap sermons that will take you back 

To the lino mat Crazy Legs got his first six step 

To the cans Taki183 did his first graff 

And to the decks the day Theodore created the scratch 

I'm elevating rap, got every right to be proud 

From KL but I keep you in Czech like a prison in Prague 

I stay hungry, similar to an anorexic 

Imagine calling me dog and you's is Dyslexics 

Remain the lyrical Capo di tutti capi 

Don Ferro flow burn mc's call me Api 

Always stick to code Omerta truly 

I will reveal nothing, not even with a dagger through 

me 



Verse Two ( Wordsmith484 ) 



It's when I grip the pen down for the paper sheets 

Slit lines permeates fists constantly defeats 

Rhetoric on the lyrics list 

Cleansing like a Norton disk 

As my therapeutic data travel like Islamic 

Unlocking frequencies for new waves to enter 

Collective thoughts a razor slangin' blade offender 

Defender boast opposes gets roast when 

I ignite mics intensed like coast men 

Fantastic I bring damage to your tactics with force 

From source make words connect like cable bolts 

I'm travellin' to your ears with hard raps 

The crowd cheers applauding this best yet 

Now Wordsmith has arrived with good vibes 

Alive 484 the number that stood while 

Malaysia's replica spits the finest crafted 

Too Phat aligned fire design we placed it 



Verse Three ( Naqib ) 



Now lets get back to the basics, I'm blazing amazing, 

You peeps gotta face it 

The youngest in Kartel but I got the rest of these cats racing 

I'm blazing, every two snares I'm on is beyond what you call far 

I literally define the concept of raising the bar 

Yes I'm blazing the tar, moving more crowds than any exodus 

And I'm moving more feet than prosthetic leg manufacturers 

So stop acting up cos you klowns ain't blasting off 

I pop like Kalashnikovs and spit fire like malitovs, 

what 

That's why these cats can never hit back 

Cos the impact of my syntax leave no microphone cables intact 

In fact, Three Flow is still hibernating 

But the slightest vibrations got all 'em haters agitating 

So don't trip, I flip scripts more than you reckon 

I can go from dope flow to dirty mashin' in point thirty seconds 

I'm reppin' the weapon so ya'll gotta get wit' me 

Cos Kartel is just a cover-up, this is the Malaysian monopoly 



Verse Four ( Arafah ) 



Fantastic is the romantic 

Romantic is the fantastic 

Five, emcees plus one so respect is 

Automatic, smooth operator 

Love deluxe, crews catchin' static 

Who shot ya? 

Never thought arafah, the quiet storm lyricist 

Who got these emcees payin' rent 

with the gift of rhyme on time 

Boy you know your flows holds no style, 

That comes across mine's 

I traffic Kartel back to back 

You know I rock well you can tell 

I've got eyes all around this killer ya I'm a hustler 

H-U-S-T-L-E-R, hustler 

Oh yes, they call me princess, and I got groupies 

I got a million other brothers tthat wanna do me 

Excuse me, I ain't your average type 

Put me on any live show and see me damage the mic 



Verse Five ( Malique ) 



At a thousand degrees celsius, ya ice and cheese melt 

Call your record label tell 'em Q spit and burn you himself 

Tell 'em he battled you and robbed you in your backlane and strayed 

And left you runnin' butt naked lookin' for shade 

I rearrange the rap game on a regular basis 

Spent more time with a 2b stick than I ever did with erasers 

And I bet you gotta be tone def to hate this 

You lackin' logical basics, like packin' the dumb hate of a blind racist 

In this case, I'm makin' 'em thugs holla and ya dame swallow 

While you front in clubs for hours with the same bottle 

Takin' midget sips, hangin' with your midget chicks 

Gossips said I'm sick as ish, I'm back and spittin' sickest ish 

Heard you free like Supernat, let's kick some battle rhymes 

You gimme some of yours, I murder you with some of mine 

You just a sucker rhymer, choke in battles all the time 

And every time you forget a line you blame it on the DJ 

Yea I'm that Malay kid, your sister wish she dated 

Recyclin' the best from the best and underrated 

Q the seasoned veteran nobody tighter 

Pro'lly that dead president, your ghost writer's ghost writer, 

out. 





Verse Six ( Koncept83 ) 



Man, I'm walking up Klang Street corners at night 

Stalking in dirty sneakers and cigs ready to light 

Destroy speakers and Mics because I'm out for respect 

Pulling off receiver cords on the set then I jet 

To catch commuter trains up to KL city 

Nitty gritty committee, come on get down with me 

The sound travels tenements hard we keep telling them 

Writing across walls with ill schemes and lettering 

While im coming through with the style you ain't used to 

Straight up 7:30 like something crucial 

Expanding borders because my squad enormous 

From way up north down to the lion city borders 

Herbs get hurt quick by the verses dropped by the 

Koncept like wireless bomb sets 

So, each line is streamlined designed by Malaysia's finest 

So don't try this son, don't try this, dont try thisVerse One ( Joe Flizzow ) 



Joe Flizzow got more Seoul than the '88 Olympics 

Far superior, Like Jesse Owens in ‘36 

I'm quick to crush your claims your walls fall like Berlin 

Never forget the name a grand wizard like Merlin 

Hypnotizing rap sermons that will take you back 

To the lino mat Crazy Legs got his first six step 

To the cans Taki183 did his first graff 

And to the decks the day Theodore created the scratch 

I'm elevating rap, got every right to be proud 

From KL but I keep you in Czech like a prison in Prague 

I stay hungry, similar to an anorexic 

Imagine calling me dog and you's is Dyslexics 

Remain the lyrical Capo di tutti capi 

Don Ferro flow burn mc's call me Api 

Always stick to code Omerta truly 

I will reveal nothing, not even with a dagger through 

me 



Verse Two ( Wordsmith484 ) 



It's when I grip the pen down for the paper sheets 

Slit lines permeates fists constantly defeats 

Rhetoric on the lyrics list 

Cleansing like a Norton disk 

As my therapeutic data travel like Islamic 

Unlocking frequencies for new waves to enter 

Collective thoughts a razor slangin' blade offender 

Defender boast opposes gets roast when 

I ignite mics intensed like coast men 

Fantastic I bring damage to your tactics with force 

From source make words connect like cable bolts 

I'm travellin' to your ears with hard raps 

The crowd cheers applauding this best yet 

Now Wordsmith has arrived with good vibes 

Alive 484 the number that stood while 

Malaysia's replica spits the finest crafted 

Too Phat aligned fire design we placed it 



Verse Three ( Naqib ) 



Now lets get back to the basics, I'm blazing amazing, 

You peeps gotta face it 

The youngest in Kartel but I got the rest of these cats racing 

I'm blazing, every two snares I'm on is beyond what you call far 

I literally define the concept of raising the bar 

Yes I'm blazing the tar, moving more crowds than any exodus 

And I'm moving more feet than prosthetic leg manufacturers 

So stop acting up cos you klowns ain't blasting off 

I pop like Kalashnikovs and spit fire like malitovs, 

what 

That's why these cats can never hit back 

Cos the impact of my syntax leave no microphone cables intact 

In fact, Three Flow is still hibernating 

But the slightest vibrations got all 'em haters agitating 

So don't trip, I flip scripts more than you reckon 

I can go from dope flow to dirty mashin' in point thirty seconds 

I'm reppin' the weapon so ya'll gotta get wit' me 

Cos Kartel is just a cover-up, this is the Malaysian monopoly 



Verse Four ( Arafah ) 



Fantastic is the romantic 

Romantic is the fantastic 

Five, emcees plus one so respect is 

Automatic, smooth operator 

Love deluxe, crews catchin' static 

Who shot ya? 

Never thought arafah, the quiet storm lyricist 

Who got these emcees payin' rent 

with the gift of rhyme on time 

Boy you know your flows holds no style, 

That comes across mine's 

I traffic Kartel back to back 

You know I rock well you can tell 

I've got eyes all around this killer ya I'm a hustler 

H-U-S-T-L-E-R, hustler 

Oh yes, they call me princess, and I got groupies 

I got a million other brothers tthat wanna do me 

Excuse me, I ain't your average type 

Put me on any live show and see me damage the mic 



Verse Five ( Malique ) 



At a thousand degrees celsius, ya ice and cheese melt 

Call your record label tell 'em Q spit and burn you himself 

Tell 'em he battled you and robbed you in your backlane and strayed 

And left you runnin' butt naked lookin' for shade 

I rearrange the rap game on a regular basis 

Spent more time with a 2b stick than I ever did with erasers 

And I bet you gotta be tone def to hate this 

You lackin' logical basics, like packin' the dumb hate of a blind racist 

In this case, I'm makin' 'em thugs holla and ya dame swallow 

While you front in clubs for hours with the same bottle 

Takin' midget sips, hangin' with your midget chicks 

Gossips said I'm sick as ish, I'm back and spittin' sickest ish 

Heard you free like Supernat, let's kick some battle rhymes 

You gimme some of yours, I murder you with some of mine 

You just a sucker rhymer, choke in battles all the time 

And every time you forget a line you blame it on the DJ 

Yea I'm that Malay kid, your sister wish she dated 

Recyclin' the best from the best and underrated 

Q the seasoned veteran nobody tighter 

Pro'lly that dead president, your ghost writer's ghost writer, 

out. 





Verse Six ( Koncept83 ) 



Man, I'm walking up Klang Street corners at night 

Stalking in dirty sneakers and cigs ready to light 

Destroy speakers and Mics because I'm out for respect 

Pulling off receiver cords on the set then I jet 

To catch commuter trains up to KL city 

Nitty gritty committee, come on get down with me 

The sound travels tenements hard we keep telling them 

Writing across walls with ill schemes and lettering 

While im coming through with the style you ain't used to 

Straight up 7:30 like something crucial 

Expanding borders because my squad enormous 

From way up north down to the lion city borders 

Herbs get hurt quick by the verses dropped by the 

Koncept like wireless bomb sets 

So, each line is streamlined designed by Malaysia's finest 

So don't try this son, don't try this, dont try this