Our story begins with our champions
Two men from two Abrahamic religions, sharing the same name
Dressed to impress for a show and some blow
The warriors, trained since they were babes
Noticed the change in elevator music that the other passengers let pass by
Elbow to elbow with no place to hide
The men prepare for a competition as old as time
The battle has changed from a sword to a pen
The knight with the power of words shall win
Feel like a modern day Lannister
Face up on a bannister, a full loaded canister
Weapon of mass destruction, like I'm Kim Jong's fantasy
If I'm Trump, you're Hannity, you follow like Christianity
A weird flex like little kids doing handstands
My cornerstore been paying me, under a table, a couple of grams
I'm talkin' right out of my ass, it's a mass hysterical blast
I'm cast as academic, I'm a chemist, I been studying all my gas
I sit like Thinker, ponder pulling triggers
Got an easy finger, ask my bitch, say I'm a keeper
Fuck the climb, staircase to life is always steeper
As Tyler Perry stares to heaven, I keep a calm demeanor
My flow unorthodox, it's not Hasidic
My Jewish girl inform me 'bout sects inside her Civic
She held the wheel and started spinnin, now I see religion
Now I think I do believe I want my sins forgiven, yeah
Raf
Raf returns, burn marks on the floor to make his every word heard
It's absurd, the chance of entering a trance
And being unscathed turned the unturned into a rage
A villain must have rivals, he remarks, for survival isn't enough
The contest is ripe for one to thrive
Wiping the sweat from his brow, recomposed
Fitting of a crown, Raph takes his time
The ying of fire must be countered by the yang of Ice
Kahuna creeping stalking sneaking in the shadows
Terminal vocation like the reaper at the gallows
In his grasp, a cretin, seething
Ski caked about the face
White like the winter season
Cold, ya lips are getting numb
Stumbling and mumbling, you might as well be done
"The line must be drawn here, this far, no further"
Words fall on ears deaf
Exit stage left
Murder
Like a fairytale but from the future
You with Chippendale's and he's at Hooters
Boosting Cougars
He's in his birthday suit, kicked back in the crucible
Contemplating over Moscow Mules, abusive musical
Neo in the lobby open up the Dakka Dakka
Drink you like you soylent, shish-kebab you like Baraka
He's Sharpened like a steely dagger, organs spilled asunder
The mealy-mouthed Emcee reacts too late to see the Hunter
The burns are covered by a cold of stories untold
The elevator reaches the 12 floor, and our two champions walk off
Ready for the show. Never having an equal, Raf smiles to himself
Eagerly awaiting the nonexpected sequel
There's a lot of heroes, but the duo of Raf and Raph
Marked today the way they found a legal place to be evil