Intro (Spyce and Blue J)-

Jack, are we in, don’t pause it, but are we in record mode?
Yes we are
Alright, alright, alright, let’s let’s, um, let’s close the door
Door Closes


Hook (Spyce)-

Spittin’ rhymes so cold it numbs your tongue
Bars so quick need an iron lung

I’m surrounded by ice like both the poles
Call me Hugh Hef ‘cause I got me some hoes

Other rappers making ears bleed like Van Gogh
Fix it all up with Oregano;

Verse 1 (Spyce)-

-Yeah, I know that I’m your worst fear
And I’ve got bars just hold my beer,(Spyce);


-Fuck yall who say I ain’t something
You bitches never learned nothing,(nothin);

-Ain't no fuckin soft mumble rap
I be trapping, biebs up in the trap ay,(straight up!);


-Sound clout fame, we get the dub
Jacuzzi, yeah ain’t got no tub


-Haters say be louder, be faster
Now I’m gonna motherfucking blast ya,(rocket);


-Still got ice, but Spyce the name
Yeah you heard me, I own this game


-Spyce be driving in the fast lane
Pulled over, kept my dignity and fame,(skrt skrt);


-Spyce fans been with me since day one
We be grinding, y’all been outdone,(we won);


-We is here bout to hit platinum
This somethin’ you just can’t fathom,(fathom);

-Beat so hard it just kill your vibe
-Imma murder this beat like Cobra Kai


Hook x2 (Spyce)-

Spittin’ rhymes so cold it numbs your tongue
Bars so quick need an iron lung

I’m surrounded by ice like both the poles
Call me Hugh Hef ‘cause I got me some hoes

Other rappers making ears bleed like Van Gogh
Fix it all up with Oregano

Verse 2 (Blue J)-

Rappers they brag about bitches and jewelry
I always say cut the fuckin’ tomfoolery

They always be popping xans, popping percs
Y’all keep this shit up you’ll be out of work

Always be rhyming with “ay” as a crutch
They be so high they have no sense of touch
They all be mumbling sounding the same
How the fuck do people remember your name?

MCs be materialistic, be egotistic
If y’all keep this up Ima fuckin go ballistic
Ego coming up Ima fuckin go resist it
Y’all are not linguistic, hell, y’all are not artistic
Ima eat your fame alive, call me cannibalistic
They don’t bow to me I call them atheistic
Call me narcissistic, call me egotistic
Difference is I'm creative with it you misfits

Rappers, they hide behind a shield called persona
Ima slice through that fuckin shield with my katana
I don’t care if y’all slanging coke and marijuana
Makes your music good? You must be in a coma
Treating hookers like love in Verona
Hell, hope she rides like Link on Epona
All your shit is boring must be from Oklahoma
I will bring the heat of a fuckin supernova

Hook x2 (Spyce) -

Spittin’ rhymes so cold it numbs your tongue
Bars so quick need an iron lung

I’m surrounded by ice like both the poles
Call me Hugh Hef ‘cause I got me some hoes

Other rappers making ears bleed like Van Gogh
Fix it all up with Oregano;


Outro (Blue J)-

Damn; I think that might have been it!