[Chorus (Sampled)]
"I'ma spit the—I'ma spit the—
I'ma spit the raw shit, regardless"
"I'ma spit the—I'ma spit the—
I'ma spit the raw shit, regardless"
"I'ma spit the—I'ma spit the—
I'ma spit the raw shit, regardless"

[Verse 1: K21]
Slow down K you're killin' 'em
Sooks stay upset 'cause they won't make a million
Ignorant I bring it your face with the villain on a
Backyard banger to blow your brains to oblivion
K's the gorilla that you face in the mirror when
You're stranded and helpless faithless and withering
Lock your doors hide ya wife, prey to mirror invisi-men
Last supper; war is what you'll taste till the bitter end
Now I was sitting on the corner acting dangerous
Whoa, wait, wait, wait, wait, let me do that again
I was sitting on the corner just minding my own business
Blacking out growling thinking why I the insti—
Gator every a private eye could witness
Every wrong I've done sheeeet I should write a hit list
I'm the reason why generation z spit bars
Serial killer like Quistgard, when I zip past
I hit hard, stealing all the change out your tip jar
Hip flask warrior who's known to make the kit blast
Bring harm, born for the drama, war for the artists
'Cause I'ma spit the raw shit regardless
[Chorus (Sampled)]
"I'ma spit the—I'ma spit the—
I'ma spit the raw shit, regardless"
"I'ma spit the—I'ma spit the—
I'ma spit the raw shit, regardless"

[Verse 2: Vents]
You might as well raise hell while you're here
So cheer for the jolly good fellow
Probably look mellow, never actin' Hollywood fingerprints yellow
Fiend for the nicotine, blowin' out an elbow of ganja
Just another page in the saga
I burn while I brace for departure
Boss like Tanaka, studying the ways of the master
Contemplate life or you're left with disaster
You pusti malaka, vents like Chaka Demus
Write rhymes like a fuckin' genius
I'm like the backbone of the rebel alliance
Every sixteen bar verse spellin' defiance
Shred the mike so tight you could tell it's a science
Plant the seed in the earth and I'm spreading the virus
Spread love in a form that you motherfuckers bound to love
We so bad like the Power Glove

[Verse 3: K21]
I'm a loud mouth southbound stig of the dump
Roundhouse knock em out sound shit on you punks
It's time eat motherfucker better give me the fud
Spit on the dust, bringing the smut the king of the chumps
Emerald team leader, puffin on sweet sheesha
Soylent green eater while holding a meat cleaver
40 degree fever, nobody who speaks meaner
Then me and vesa make heaters on the scene nobody seen us
The knife in the dark, life in the fast lane
Smell the blood of the living this night is my last
Only fucking with it if the beat type is bizarre
And if it ain't one of mine time to heist like luthansa
Off to espanya attitude cicilliana
Mary abused me but nowadays spirits hits me harder
I'ma get retarded going hard until I hit the gutter
Until I'm losing my shit bananas then in I'm nirvana