#hiphop architect: vox/production nahlej: vox/sampling wack mc: beat

artie had another sick beat and asked me to jump in so here we are. i added some news clips and a little something special from a classic for fun i suppose. artie is so tight.

Reclusive exclusive let me introduce it’s Architect and Nahlej dropping shit like some gooses No excuses that old petty shit is useless and fruitless Wack MCs spitting like they’re toothless

Feeling nice, turn on the bidet spritz my asshole twice Celebrating chase it with a saki and some rice Hava Nagila I toast with tequila My vocab’s tight and lyrics sharp enough to peel ya

Perverted freak coming with the style unique Mustachio’d bandit looking like the Iron Sheik I’m lounging naked under a heated blanket Bottle of Amarone, motherfuckers think they know me

Hold your breath I’m 20,000 leagues out of your depth My worst raps are still fresher than your best The octo-shark killer beast lurking in the dark Don’t even sleep son my bite is worse than my bark

Leap into a flying juk tek for all you rappers who try to flex And lack respect for The Architect Go on get! Your lyrics are frail My rhymes are heavy-set and crunch hard like a baguette

No sweat when you’re fucking with the last of us Your crew’s a wooden shack running up on Fortress Maximus There’s stacks of us, shout out to all the FAWM MCs Who fuck with this and steady keep it crisp for ’26!

(SKIT)

I came to smoke blunts and kick ass and i’m all outta blunt wraps allow me to be frank and kick a blunt rap right down the fucking staircase fuck the rat race paper chase I ain’t keeping with the joneses if they drop by my place they goin home with bloody noses rappers on that mumble mostly known for striking poses im on that Han shot first Solo shit paired with architect we’ll leave ya whole crew a mess I don’t give a fuck just passionate sex you ever done missionary? You about to fuck you up like 32 labatt blues when I speak I say a lot like bad tattoos spit a lot at ya like hawk tuah break you down fast not a lot to ya your whole personality is skin deep no skin in the game you wandered up shits creek waded kneed deep while I pinch ya little cheeks Jesus h. deus ex, fuck the ghosts in this machine another amature auteur cut the scene together and spit obscene whatevers in lieu of sweet nothings forever, shit-ass ya butt stinks, you try hard we hi-jinx you drinking up the bullshit we pissin downstream we might be down trodden but when we put pen to paper we spoil you rotten Nahlej and architect a madcap dynamic duo not easily forgotten we both so batty, man, who needs a fuckin robin!?