[Intro: Dillmatic]
ISO
Jah Bless, Bless on the beat
‘Matic
Yeah
Yeah, uh

[Verse 1: Dillmatic]
I’m tryna be greater, than we was last year
Clip the hedges, watch the snakes creep when the grass near
You can’t worry ‘bout missin’ out, I ain’t livin’ in that fear
Wipe the fog off the windshield, now I’m makin’ it as clear
As possible so they could understand me, Jack
Spent some odd ones at the pop up, shout-out to Mel and Jack
Head out the window screamin’, “ISO,” I heard him yellin’ back
My shawty wonder how I still look as good, been through hell and back (Uh-huh)
Rose out that fire, and I ain’t even get a scratch
Like what’s the surface to us, when they ain’t scratchin’ that?
Tryna use the whole sauce when they ain’t even half of that
N***as say I’ll be zoned out, I really just be slashin’ back to when we ain’t have it
But now we ain’t havin’ that
Try and run up with the style, fuck around and I snatch it back
Take turns with the ball, and aunt need it? I’ma pass it back
When bitches come around, all of a sudden, n***as snappin’ back
Like now you crack jokes all day, fuck is you even laughin’ at?
Keep your day job ‘cause I know that they gotta half for that
Let’s do an underground verse and see who could go track for track
Grew my beard, now one of the bros be callin’ me [?]
[Verse 2: ConchezYout]
Yeah, we be back to back, yeah, and we don’t ever cap in raps
We be flippin’ flows on every track like a acrobat
Put us anywhere and we adapt in any habitat
Used to go on YouTube and type in a lotta battle rap
Politic as usual, republican or a democrat?
The boys be too cold, spittin’ fire, check the thermostat
We done came far on this journey, ain’t no turnin’ back
Had ‘em starstruck the first type they ever heard us rap
Burnin’ Backwoods in the wood on the block in the hood
I’m a thief in the night like I’m suge
We don’t play by the book, we write our own rules
We be bumpin’ old-school or anything soul food
Met a old dude, he told me, “Youngin, keep on”
Feelin’ reborn, I just had a newborn
Tell him keep calm, I’ma show y’all n***as my true form
We gon’ keep goin’ ‘til bein’ envy the new norm
Yeah
Mow the lawn for the snakes in the grass
Tell these n***as make way when we pass, yeah
We the first pick in the draft
ISO, we the best, never last, we always get the last laugh

[Outro: ConchezYout]
Yeah, haha
Been in our bag
Jah Bless on the beat
Underground Kings 2
Comin’ through