Infinite:

These stories I'm about to tell
Force me to get out the shell
Of remorse and tortures I enforced on me as I doubt myself
I began my route to hell, I transformed my house in cell
Bars imprisoned me, Bars will help me get out as well
The beat drops, heart beat stops, I reach spots in your brain
Give me props for the way
I speak in each song that I lay
King Kong's on his way, shit will be no longer the same
Drama's insane, Mom has been saying I belong to the game
I create scriptures, but I ain't got no profit to make
I give a shit about your gossip and hate
That often degrades me and probably paints me as a monster in cages
I give you pictures, you guys are just composing the frame
My mind's working on the motherfucking opposite way
Try to get in it? You're finished, I'll start cocking the K
Never been a menace but when I'm spitting you should find your boys and yell "RUN!"
All you hear is a BIG BANG and once you get that shell-done

Chorus (Infinite and MKG):

Caesar on a beat, we speak and you just listen B
Napoleon couldn't defeat Mad B (MKG) with all his military
You think I'm crazy? I'm sorry there ain't assisting me
You still didn't get it? We said it, we're making History!
X2

MKG:

Here I am, live
So much buzz, hive
Flow so Buoyant, high
Make you touch the-sky
Y'all can't even try
To understand these verses
Wordplay too sick, put you all in hearses
That's that Ebola game
Effectuate with that strain that attracts the masses, marches, just call me MLK
MKG, initially folks think they can run with me
Rivalry, spit a million words per second, frequency, you're feeling me?
Man that's light work
Shout out to Katy Perry, that's a firework
Hard work never hurt nobody
What a shame, it hurts everybody
So I'm so sorry that all I do is grind for my family
Corleone and company
Keep that circle close to me
(with Infinite): Honestly that's F.O.E that's family over everything

Chorus (Infinite and MKG)

Infinite:

Wait, y'all thought that I was gone? Erase that
Aliens will invade us and I'll be rhyming in my Pop's basement
Those rappers are stars? Well they can form a constellation
But they mean shit without an Infinite
I could go on for ages
A combination of complicated long debates and drama facing
Conversations with teenagers who just don't got the patience
Those are their limits, but I can help them in this scary world
Y'all have boundaries, I elevate my life while you bury yours

MKG:

Buried alive, shout out to Logic
We're prophets extending t new heights
You all are Hobbits
Ain't that got a nice ring to it?
Lord of the Rings but I'm bored of these things
Call me a suburban fiend
Member of the Bling Ring
Causing y'all to throw a fit
Pitching like a Major Leaguer thinking that it ain't goin' hit
Celibate, ain't goin sin
Holy what? Ooh that's hot
Hope the Lord is rocking this

Infinite:

Hope the Lord is rocking this
And maybe gives a 2Pac a glimpse
Of our fire getting all over the world: Apocalypse
You want to bully Mat? Sorry boy not tonight
I got to fight in a ring with Tyson 'fore I drop the mic

MKG:

Careful I got a mean bite
Hope your ears are ready for it
Crossing like an NBA Forward
Got the audience falling backwards, leaning tower
Could go on this track for hours and hours
But I'd rather not, Here's a thought
Infinite take a shot

Infinite:

Take a shot? I could hit your ankle joint
If you ain't goin' join
Dot on your face put you in a coma
But that's not the point
Not my culture but you don't know how much I respect MCs
Even though I can't talk 'bout reducing your life expectancy
Rap was a virtual world, I would enter and then press delete
Now I'm in a studio trying to impress the elite
You don't know what rap is to me
Talent remains a mystery
(with MKG): Presently share my past for the future, I'm making history