When the first four of the seven seals have been broken, four riders shall be summoned So who are these mysterious figures, and what exactly is their story? People wonder how we ever took this long To do a song as Tryknucka-dash-9 Opined by the masses since '05 Flipping the local streamline I like it when the fans stomp jumping like a rabbit When the beat thumps, you say we make the scene krump Well, let those speakers bump, pump harder Hit you with a drum kick and a flow so sick It'll get your craniums bonkers Trick, get off my dick while I'm in transit I don't want to be bothered Kill 'em with a venom outta random boredom Freedom of speech from the tightest foursome Incredible general syllables handful in my palm Direct a legion to the next millennium Illmatic with a cryptic lingo Automatic on a rhythmic tactic Slam the ground like a seismic action Run to your faction, pseudo emcees are the reason Why I trickle to bury the fickle minded hymen's haven Let it be known I'm bad to the bone with no competition Sly Kane has spoken I be that Batang binangonan that everybody wants to sound like Dismembering parts of you like that dude from the Book of Eli The problem is you talk too much, that's why you raise my kilay I crack skulls and bones and cause irreversible pilay Irreversible? I reverse your style because you DeVibe You spit dead rhymes, and that's what I try to revive You spi? You don't spit, you get a napkin and you wipe I can take it if it's freestyle, but damn man you write Enough of nonsense 'cause I could never care less Tatapakan ka sa Tagalog dudurigin sa Ingles Na para bang kinulung ka sa kumbento Para lang pag sasampalin, hangang sa mapunit ang iyong balat Na para bang dinaanan ang matalim na mga salitang Galing kay Aristotle, gamit lang ay lapis at papel Pag naririnig kami lagi sinasabi sa sarili, what the hell Kung alam mo ang Ingles kung di naman ay anak ng teteng Letrang parang balang naglipa ng kuratong baleleng Ngayon alam nyo na ang awit na pang gapi, ay madali Bilanging mong nakikinig na tunay ang ngiti As I take you to this track that took a long time Muli man daw ay magaling, Treynucka-dash-9 We the baddest brothers running up on your block Fist in the air, it's the Mo Thugs Philippines, rolling with the Gloc We get it in, we get it in Rocking non-stop, so hot, right off of the grill Rising from the ashes, going in for the kill It's on, it's on, it's on, believe we've only just begun, begun We're not like the other ones, we got 'em all in check, it's undeniable You rappers are whack, we master the craft Got the gift of gab, the ones you don't wanna try at all Listen when it comes to talent, I don't think you have it, I just keep it real Denial wanna give the people something they can feel Independent artist in an era of a lotta ass-kissing Fuck all of you, step over the line and that's another ass missing Mad dissing when I'm killing Everybody in the game like I'm lacking mannerisms And they call it cannibalism because of the way I be eating every competitor for dinner I'm a hell of a sinner and see finishing you faster than a bowl of corn flakes You can call me a cereal (serial) killer See, that's how it goes, so many emcees scared to rap with the pros Sly Kane, Gloc-9, Denial, Mista Blaze, let's get it, what's happening bros? Ain't nothing changed, wanna know who I'm blazing with tonight East Mo Thugs Philippines Treynucka-9-9-9-9 Running to this clique so think we attach these clips and bomb into music See us don't blink be the optic illusion, Treynucka-dash-9 rise of the horsemens We out for more, after seven years and another seventy-seven Guess and imagine how many times you get turned from these four lyrics assassins You keeep bucking with these knuckas and you know we keep on gunning When the people loving every moment, ain't nobody try to be a hater Can you feel us rushing through the veins Never change style, bum rush to the brain, in a profane With the Gloc and the terra reign, Mista Blaze BNK with the sly kane Trynucka song form walking Armageddon 'Bout to drop napalms, sweaty palms, and the crows wanna see us Come, come, come, come, come, leaving bodies in the pad When you smoking on some a some, drinking on Greygoose with the Layzie Bone then said Send me your songs nigga, and I can see a lotta haters in this motherfucker talk about me But you better chill out, what you know about the blaze Say they got the wrong pick, I'ma fire back, so choose someone else, I'm out Many Christians believe today That the Horsemen will come to earth in either their physical form Or the forms of pestilence, war, famine, and death We the baddest brothers running up on your block Fist in the air, it's the Mo Thugs Philippines, rolling with the Gloc We get it in, we get it in Rocking non-stop, so hot, right off of the grill Rising from the ashes, going in for the kill It's on, it's on, it's on, believe we've only just begun, begun Believe we've only just begun, begun