[Verse 1; B.THE GREAT]
You not lie to dude
You don't know the side of truth
You don't know evil, you don't know shit
Why should I apply for you
Alexander Doom, the more erractical me
I just know I wrote "Fuck Rap!"
And that's the best thing that I produced

[Verse 2]: Alexander Doom
The havoc banter with habits of bad shit
Ticked and my tack on my tactics
I'll drag ya Dumbo eared ass across the grass really fast
Like a amusement park passing
Jurassic, as in past tense your a has been
Garden of being hungry ripping wack rappers with

[Hook]