[L.I.F.E. Long]nInto the war of the worlds, where cities twirlnL.I.F.E. Long shakin' planets for the ?nConquering lands when I spit out and hurl wordsnIt's a Stronghold writer's guild, Cannibal Ox take over your herdnWe planted our flags on your soilsnDespoiling opponents with turmoilnOnly rap won't spit in the aluminum foilnWe potent with rounds lit out similar nTo triggers pulled on villages nI was there when it all first sparkednJersey next to poisonous dartsnCamouflaged with the dark, to blend in with the scenerynSnatch your whole team's referee machinerynBefore knowin' I landmine spot blowingnThrowing heads off tracks, smackin' em with an open palmnBITCH SLAPnMake your whole body feel it when I spraynThe battle's just begun, it gets deeper as the song playsnn[Vordul Megala]nMega with his arms foldednFists balled upnToast (?) on the side of my waistnV on the buckle of the beltnRappin' hell (?)nCape flowin'nStill standin'nWith two cannonsn1 3 2 got me vanishednNinja in the night with the phantomsnAmped up, set off hoppers (?)nSee rays blast from the opticsnLivin' in fucked up ghetto economicsnSpit from the voice box, nasty with sonicsnAnimals released out of boxesnPlus we got that stronghold on the throatnThat'll leave you all gone on the floatnSplit belly cos you off the boatnn[C-Rayz Walz]nThe battle for Asgard and we fight as godsnShatter your glass cage into a thousand crystal shardsnI stayed in the basement, like the Krueger Kid nShut the city down like ? LubavichnYour stupid clique wrestle warlocksnThe audience backed younI drank eight ounces of waternWith my time capsulenWrote rhymes before all the times when mother nature's fabricnA hard rock, I descended from stone tabletsnJuggle your bones and poems, about to see foesnWho couldn't bounce from spot to spot like weak toesnAllow me to surf on your brain waves with jet skisnUnless you want your wrists to part like the red seanOn the roof of hell, you got stomped by angel's feetnCause you can't be down, you had gravity deficiencyn(We spit thoughts!)nI translate harpoons to sharp deathnWhen the point is made, from my underwater breathnDon't get walls confused with linoleumnAnd try to cut my square like a scared custodian (know me son!)nEvery bite upon, I told you not to get it onnBut you still trip the holes with a broken magic wandnStrong Atoms, whole family dearnTo duplicate & recreate could take a light yearnSqueeze your head into a sneaker, lace your facenThrow you in a black hole, make you swim through spacenn[Vast Aire]nWe mind-bogglin', spine-tinglin'nGot the scroll of Galactus now I'm planet-swallowin'nMegilah's got the surfboard and he's hollerin'nAll arch-enemies must dienAnd I know you not unbreakable son, that's a lienAnd you can't have my 3.14, that's my pi... (stupid!)nI'm a diamond in the rough, and you're Lucy in the sky with a cubitnYour raps don't do itnI deal with cloud nigga patrolnPlus my real name is closer to Thor's than yoursnWhere we practice there is no flawnThis is the battle for Asgard (say no more)nAtoms fam & Stronghold, nuclear clamp the micnAnd you and your best friend don't even sound tightnI guess something ain't rightnWe like constellations when they close innThe lost sons of OdinnWith a mouthful of parables to get em opennBut the psionic imagery'll leave em frozennI used to outdo cats like you in my lunch periodnThen conversate with the burning bush about a periodnAnd bust through your ego like the high line (?) of scrimmagenRight for the goal, your warning comes in 2 minutes