SHINING PATH GORILLAS
[intro] This ain’t throwing shade— we throw out eclipses, full-clip disses… [Prometheus] (shouted): Hyperion, RELEASE THE GORILLAS! --- VERSE 1 – [Prometheus] Rap Fame’s a swamp full of trash—plastic bars floatin’ with pride, I walk through it like a war god—boots deep, eyes wide. These dudes pay to get lifted—fake stats, fake hype— But I rise from the muscle, motherfucker, built different by type. E7 gunnery sergeant of syllables—lockstep precision, My cadence cuts thoraxes open—I rewire your whole division. Ospreys circle overhead—my bars drop payload-tight, Your catalog collapses quicker than drone payloads at night. You beg for boosts like cowards—I don’t need that shit, My verse hits harder than mortars when the fuse gets lit. SPG is Alpha and Omega—you hear our name, you fold, Prometheus in the trenches—turning soft rappers cold. --- HOOK – BOTH (CALL & RESPONSE) [Prometheus]: Ospreys overhead—war drums shake the arena, [Hyperion]: We don’t battle small—we wage lyrical Hiroshima. [Prometheus]: Alpha to Omega—SPG run the map, [Hyperion]: If you step to me, bitch, you ain’t comin’ back. Both: No mercy, no pause—every bar’s an airstrike, Shining Path Gorillas—mics drop when we strike. --- VERSE 2 – [Hyperion + Prometheus] [Hyperion]: I land like a Tomahawk—clean strike, no warning lights, Your paid-for placements crumble when real killers take flight. These marks buy boosts ‘cause their bars ain’t worth a dime, I build kingdoms off raw skill—each stanza a landmine. [Prometheus]: I’m the predator, they the prey—my cadence hunts in waves, I spray Gatling-gun grammar—turn poseurs into graves. Your whole squad flimsy—tin soldiers on display, I collapse battalions with a line—motherfucker, make way. [Hyperion]: Stormtrooper discipline—my syllables march in sync, bitch think? we don’t blink Your catalog smells like a corpse, unmatched by my lyrical Force—all to judge in Rap Fame Court. I hit harder than Ospreys dropping steel on a ridge, You pay for clout like cowards—SPG burns the bridge. --- VERSE 3 – [Prometheus + Hyperion] [Prometheus]: Stepping to us? That’s suicide with extra steps, I break ribs in the rhyme—snap necks between breaths. [Hyperion]: You flex with fake numbers—algorithm on your payroll, That's your goal? Bitch, it's rappers like us with real soul. [Prometheus]: I’m the ordinance—cluster bombs packed inside a verb, Your whole team trembling—knees knock, speech slurred. [Hyperion]: I’m the war map—red zones where your name gets crossed, I body rappers wholesale—no refunds, no cost. --- VERSE 4 – [Prometheus + Hyperion] [Hyperion]: You bought your rise, bitch—we earned ours trench by trench, I spit barrages—teeth clenched—you? Lyrically benched. [Prometheus]: Shining Path Gorillas—dropping thunder like divine strikes, We don’t chase trends—we end them on sight. [Hyperion]: Your bars? Blank rounds. Mine detonate with conviction— Every word a warhead with a cadence that’s addiction. [Prometheus]: I fold rappers like tents—two seconds, field-stripped, done, SPG—Alpha to Omega—we don’t battle, we erase everyone. --- VERSE 5 –[Prometheus + Hyperion] [Prometheus]: Incoming orders? I execute—no trial, no debate, I crush squads in formation—watch your empire deflate. I wipe out whole factions—rap squads, rookie platoons, Prometheus with the fire—turning rappers into fumes. [Hyperion]: Prometheus beside me—precision mind, surgical bars, We hit like twin warheads—two gods dropping scars. Shining Path Gorillas—terror written in our stride, We are Alpha and Omega—motherfucker, end of the line. !
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[intro] This ain’t throwing shade— we throw out eclipses, full-clip disses… [Prometheus] (shouted): Hyperion, RELEASE THE GORILLAS! --- VERSE 1 – [Prometheus] Rap Fame’s a swamp full of trash—plastic bars floatin’ with pride, I walk through it like a war god—boots deep, eyes wide. These dudes pay to get lifted—fake stats, fake hype— But I rise from the muscle, motherfucker, built different by type. E7 gunnery sergeant of syllables—lockstep precision, My cadence cuts thoraxes open—I rewire your whole division. Ospreys circle overhead—my bars drop payload-tight, Your catalog collapses quicker than drone payloads at night. You beg for boosts like cowards—I don’t need that shit, My verse hits harder than mortars when the fuse gets lit. SPG is Alpha and Omega—you hear our name, you fold, Prometheus in the trenches—turning soft rappers cold. --- HOOK – BOTH (CALL & RESPONSE) [Prometheus]: Ospreys overhead—war drums shake the arena, [Hyperion]: We don’t battle small—we wage lyrical Hiroshima. [Prometheus]: Alpha to Omega—SPG run the map, [Hyperion]: If you step to me, bitch, you ain’t comin’ back. Both: No mercy, no pause—every bar’s an airstrike, Shining Path Gorillas—mics drop when we strike. --- VERSE 2 – [Hyperion + Prometheus] [Hyperion]: I land like a Tomahawk—clean strike, no warning lights, Your paid-for placements crumble when real killers take flight. These marks buy boosts ‘cause their bars ain’t worth a dime, I build kingdoms off raw skill—each stanza a landmine. [Prometheus]: I’m the predator, they the prey—my cadence hunts in waves, I spray Gatling-gun grammar—turn poseurs into graves. Your whole squad flimsy—tin soldiers on display, I collapse battalions with a line—motherfucker, make way. [Hyperion]: Stormtrooper discipline—my syllables march in sync, bitch think? we don’t blink Your catalog smells like a corpse, unmatched by my lyrical Force—all to judge in Rap Fame Court. I hit harder than Ospreys dropping steel on a ridge, You pay for clout like cowards—SPG burns the bridge. --- VERSE 3 – [Prometheus + Hyperion] [Prometheus]: Stepping to us? That’s suicide with extra steps, I break ribs in the rhyme—snap necks between breaths. [Hyperion]: You flex with fake numbers—algorithm on your payroll, That's your goal? Bitch, it's rappers like us with real soul. [Prometheus]: I’m the ordinance—cluster bombs packed inside a verb, Your whole team trembling—knees knock, speech slurred. [Hyperion]: I’m the war map—red zones where your name gets crossed, I body rappers wholesale—no refunds, no cost. --- VERSE 4 – [Prometheus + Hyperion] [Hyperion]: You bought your rise, bitch—we earned ours trench by trench, I spit barrages—teeth clenched—you? Lyrically benched. [Prometheus]: Shining Path Gorillas—dropping thunder like divine strikes, We don’t chase trends—we end them on sight. [Hyperion]: Your bars? Blank rounds. Mine detonate with conviction— Every word a warhead with a cadence that’s addiction. [Prometheus]: I fold rappers like tents—two seconds, field-stripped, done, SPG—Alpha to Omega—we don’t battle, we erase everyone. --- VERSE 5 –[Prometheus + Hyperion] [Prometheus]: Incoming orders? I execute—no trial, no debate, I crush squads in formation—watch your empire deflate. I wipe out whole factions—rap squads, rookie platoons, Prometheus with the fire—turning rappers into fumes. [Hyperion]: Prometheus beside me—precision mind, surgical bars, We hit like twin warheads—two gods dropping scars. Shining Path Gorillas—terror written in our stride, We are Alpha and Omega—motherfucker, end of the line. !
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