The Count

IAME:
 I duck the limelight proudly
 if you've seen me, then you probably wouldn't doubt me
 when I say there's nothing Hollywood about me
 [bad word]  A-list, just a bunch of K-Feds claiming they've made it
 Made what? (I've made it to the top)
 Shut up, you ain't made [bad word]  Most your fame's derived from luck--right place at the right time
 If you get signed it doesn't matter if you suck, you'll do just fine
 Lose your mind, thinking you're god's gift to music that spits the truth, yo
 'til your fifteen minutes are up and we're like
 Where the [bad word] did you go?

mo-b:
 I'ma boss hard like Hugo with a rockstar-size ego
 and a [bad word] star libido representing Tusken raiders
 I'm a head banger, balla-tician, colt politickin
 holler if this is reminiscent to the ones you deem the greatest
 Yeah, you will be the greatest at [...] like coca leaves
 'cause y'all [bad word] more plastic than polypropelene
 So puh-lease don't provoke me with your spineless manouevres
 'cause my heart will seek out violence, like first-person shooters

Ethic:
 Now that we out of the gates
 our crew makes its case for hardest working
 We ten deep, these pens speak, but we remain observant
 Our ends meet, and rent's cheap and music's most important
 now we got heads either nodding in or turning towards Portland

Sapient:
 The tip of the pen is mightier than the point of the sword
 but still I'm stuck between the voice of the lord and the spoils of war
 There is no award waiting for me for showing valour
 and refusing to smoke and powder the ruins growing flowers

Ethic:
 They hold the power of the Northwest in its strengthening grip
 the statement is this (what?) Sandpeople are painfully sick
 And yeah, the name doesn't fit but the pages we script are hot
 like the way that we spit, and it's got me anxious to get a spotlight

Sapient:
 And it's not like we don't leave behind excellence
 to pass inspection by eagle-eye pessimists
 and I don't believe the lie that people like settling
 for pre-designed specimens
 So when my impression was left it redefines everything

Al-One:
 N-n-n-non-stop we hear them, we're [...]
 we wa-watch and listen, and nah-not who isn't
 very-very who styles, very-very true, [...]
 beneath the sand, unleash the plans
 complete the task [...]
 M-m-my resolution resonating on a higher level
 elevating, penetrating [...] well awaited
 and you can tell 'cause me and this mic is well acquainted
 Separation ain't in sight, so hell let's celebrate it

Illmaculate:
 It's the work I chose, murder every verse I wrote
 I speak facts, you can see that with your third eye closed
 I been smashing and killing the mic, no flashing grill with the ice
 between having a deal, and having to deal with the hype
 So, I really hope you watching, we won't be stopped
 'til we're slowly rotting in a lonely coffin, it's our only option
 Hopefully the rep is known and spreading globally
 the metronome's a stepping stone, the booth's a second home to me

OnlyOne:
 I dream of hiding the metal inside my hoodie pockets
 trying to be ghetto, aight, you should be cautious
 You rhyming for pebbles, ice and [bad word] pop
 and when I've been writing, like the devil that took me hostage
 Y'all [bad word] with us, still stumped from us
 if I was 21, one of y'all running up and get a (brrat!)
 You probably whipped the biggest piece of junk I've seen
 picking up on drunken teens (hi!)
 you can't touch my team, we're the [bad word] kings

Gold:
 I only steamroll these people to free souls
 and shed a little light through their peepholes
 until it bleeds gold placebos
 Collect your 200$ cheque before you pass your ego
 we'll de-robe your s