Are you ready for The Undergods

I'm a caveman valentine, oversaturated with rhymes
The Undergod calibrated the design
For extraordinary intrepidity and gallantry on the mic
I'mma spit like this for life

Aight, night vision goggles on, spit 'Mission Impossible' song
Microphone check, monitors on
Y'all step into the zone, in the zone there's no turning back home
Stranded alone when machines implode

This is primal instinct spit, get your spinal disc kicked
Nobody goes harder than this
Reaction beyond ration, anything can happen
Anybody rapping knows they can't go past it

The beat get bodied, trashed in plastic bone fragments
Early stages of microphone madness
Terminator telecommunication's about usual statements
In conversations about who's the greatest

Rise of the machine
Keith Murray and Canibus, nah, mean
The Undergods, Undergods

Rise of the machine
Rise of the machine
Rise of the machine

[Incomprehensible] bump it in your trunk
Keith Murray, Canibus burning out, what the ***k?
Tryin' to prevent us from coming through
Is like spraying deodorant

On the Gilla House [Incomprehensible]
Defeating the purpose, we still gonna bump
You shaking and nervous, I see you a punk

But we don't want beef, don't hold no grudges
We're tired of dealing with cops, DAs, lawyers and judges
Death of the terminator, new jack exterminator
Nitrous, I'll experiment on you later

Watch the road, let's travel, avoiding the gravel
We can build and destroy whatever have you
We the dominating factor, factors flow morbid

Raging universe put planets in orbit
Styles come from hard learning wisdom
Mean, now witness the rise of the machine

Rise of the machine
Rise of the machine
Rise of the machine

Picture the scene, spit a sixteen
Your fingers smell like nicotine
Before you touch the controls wash your hands clean
A human being with dreams that can only be seen
By a machine with a ELREC screen

Engine, engine number eight
We watch you take hip hop to another place
If you wanna hear the Undergods on a track
Mix it up, mix it up, mix it up

Back from the dead, hot chilli pepper red
Addicted to prescription meds
Looking through the world through my lens

I can rap but it's gonna take more than that
In fact, naturally it takes everything I lack
It's that monkey that I can't seem to get off my back
It's that unprovoked savage chimpanzee attack

What's a tangible way to put
Can I kill you with a frangible bullet?
We'll find out when I pull it, pull it

Rise of the machine
Rise of the machine
Rise of the machine
Rise of the machine