[Verse 1 Kurse]
Gimme a beat to spit on
And a list of the rappers who are yet to get shit on
And I'l destroy anyone within and inch of me
And be climbing down your chimney
Kurse the name
Raps the game
All I wanted was the fame
But I met the same old cross eyed devils like every other celebrity
Catch me in a vicinity
And find another MC who can spit it with me
My words like bullets /punch lines like artillery
This is only a sample of what I can do on the mic
But know this I won't go down without a fight
Won't go down the last crack of light
Till im out of sight
Know this ain't no freestyle
But my only lifestyle
In this habitat
Let me see you doing another comeback after that
[Verse 2 Kurse]
Ain t about the flow or nutting
Or come down on you like im hunting
Cause im the next best thing
In this ice brink
You can't hop-box with me
Cause im like Ali
Swinging back an forth
Tryna make peace like im Gandhi
Till I leave you and your boys nought
And tell everyone who just fought
Without getting caught
And learn everything my brain needs to get taught
So,if you give it any thought
You’ll know that im tough enough
To breach into this game
And kill Wayne
While my lyrics coming down like rain
And make your cocaine drop in the snow
Leave it all cold till I break through the mold
And leaving you folding like an envelope
Leave you dead with your neck tied to a rope
But don’t worry ill let the family know and give them enough time to cope
Chicks keep telling me my mouth is dirty and I have to wash it down with soap
Gulp shit I need to get to the hospital before I choke on this shit that just went down my throat