[Verse 1: Kevin Brown]
I still remain resistant
Say the name with such presistence
Still waking up, and hearing all my mommas bitchin'
I ain't shit but
I'm on the path to something bigga
And all these mics just wanna ice me, just for sayin (nigga)
Yeah, ain't that some shit
Fucker I done been a bum ass spic
And they ain't shit, all these motherfuckers tryna rap
I'm droppin' rappers left and right, that's just how I react
I FUX with rap
Still my dick in this shit lil' longer
I promised that my return would be a lil' stronger
And now I'm bout to, sodomize this whole system
You see the signs be everywhere but guess you must have missed em
But I'm with them, I'm just spittin something, the wonder man
Cuz all this shit is just to make you understand
These fuckers give a fuck about you, you ain't nothing man
I feel like I can change the world, that is if something can
But I'm a muttin man
I just be muggin' man
Fuck the writing dawg im cuttin hands
Gotchu runnin' then
I'm aspiring to fuck this rap shit
And when I drop the tape, you bitches know that something happen
Cause that's my mission, to make sure all your luck is lackin'
Cause all I'm getting from your sound is that you suck a rappin'
I'm bound on my found sound, bounce mane
I'll drop my first single, kill your soundcloud page
I'm like blaow blaow bang, take it from me
I'm sticking up and hittin' dummies
I'm Richard pryor with pliers, you think that's funny
But is richard pryor still alive, if not im sicker than he was prior to him dying

[Verse 2: DenzelAy]
And naw, he ain't lyin'
We taking this shit over and you shoulda' seen the signs
They asking me who wrote it, like I didn't make these rhymes
And how I take a beat and rock it, like my shit down to a science

I score higher than your underscore, that's the bottom line
Dropping points like motherfuckin Kobe in his prime
And killin' niggas with these raps exactly what these bars do
They life'll flash before they eyes like selfies in a dark room

But I can see it all, I'm looking with a black-light
You say you're nice, I want the shit that's coming out your crackpipe/
You talkin' bout ya' guns but I don't care bout what ya' gats like
I'll slice you into two then ima buy your soul for Half price

Then ima sell it to the Devil/
Then ima scam his ass because I'm such a fuckin rebel
Overcame my tendency to settle, now I'm on another level
I like to drink mellow yellow out of a kettle
Everything I do is hot and poppin'
Like John Stockton, I acknowledge that I got options
Regardless, they guard less, straight from the bottom
DenzelAy and Kevin Brown are fuckin' problems
Ya better learn to solve em, without the use of reefer
84, Van Halen these niggas is hot for teacher
I saw her she was smokin' like the sexiest of women
If you say you fuckin' miss, I'll just assume you lack precision
I'm the rudest with the writtens, and if I wanna cuss in raps then bitch it's my decision
I'm a villain on a mission
We the illest with the writtens and we just reached flawless
And I won't stop til' I reach Christ conscious

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