[Intro: Kats]
*Uh, yeah, it's the n***a Kats, the curious Kats with my boy Yung Teez-R, we going in for the kill... Most of y'all won't understand man but this shit's been a long time coming, yeah, a'ight, listen...*
[1st Verse: Kats]
Uh, the love Child of Destiny, raw talent and dreams
Perseverance of a rebel that's how the story began
I used to listen to the OGs then try it myself
Ever striving to top perfection, curiosity skilled Kats
Ain't tryna be sentimental with these stories of how I came up
Tryna show you Future's mine - Ciara with a happy ending
Once had to wait my turn, now I'm sounding like a cumshot
Crown me King, I Reign every time I Brainstorm
N***as want beef, and I'm relishing the thought
Probably got a foot fetish, they seem to crave to taste defeat
You ain't in my league boy - I'm a Chartered Standard
Goons banking on me overdraft, reality check, withdraw n***a
Wrote this in Archies, that means I'm never getting off my grind
That's bad news, like a ZBC bulletin
Tell my competition I already put the bullet in
Click click, dare claim that you rap n***a
(Bang) Then you fucking dead
What you get is what you put in
I made my bed, and laid the world on it legs spread
Oh you know what happens next: lyrics fertile fuck that menopause
DSTV bars: I got so much more - Kats
[2nd Verse: Yung Teez-R]
*Y-U-N-G...T double E-Z... dash R... Yung Teez-R...*
My story deserves to be told, even though I know it's still far from finished
This is the beginning, this is my Genesis, kindle a fire like I'm Kylie Jenner's sis
Playing with matches. Tell me, who in the world could ever try match us?
The only way that competition would be stiff would be, if they were some faggots
Pardon my language: I know that wasn't PC, but I'm no pussy, I'm aware I'm a dick
So I gotta go hard, even if feelings is gonna get hurt in the process
But anyway, back to business, this fake rap? I am just here to stop it
Take it as a Sign, I am not about to Give Way to that bullshit you been dropping
Man you talking out of your ass, and we can tell soon as you drop in
N***as gunning for my spot, but I only share if you prepared to cop this
Kinda ironic - we behind solid bars, watch the space we aiming for the stars
Without a rocket, seemed we were outta options, this game? We 'bout to rock it, coming to take what is ours
The boy outta hand: I'm an amputee, despite that n***as can't handle me
The only time I'm strapped is behind the mic: no Tyson, between you and me? There just ain't no ties, son
Plus you can't box me out, whether you like it or not
You will never be Teez-R, said you will never beat, Teez-R
Haha, I punish puns for fun, don't rap 'bout funds: my two cents will run, circles round these (w)rappers
Spelt that with a 'w' - they sugar coaters, swear most of y'all are just actors
I don't take no substance to speak with substance - it's concentrated power of will
If prior you had doubted my skill, just grab hold of a quill, and take note, of how you go in for the, kill