[Verse 1: Jake the Misfit]
When I spit, I'mma rip the mic, sit still
Mass hunger, I'm goin' in for the kill
Better grab the Doc 'cause shit has gotten real
Forget about the old me, these new plans, I can't reveal
But I believe I can be the illest
If I practice what I believe, nothing here will sit still
Wait, hold up, that's sanity
Half my brain getting tested by gravity
Take another hit, holdin' on, still managing
Why the angry thoughts in my head are just vanishin'
Yeah, just take a second and exhale, relieve the smoke
Without any doubt, I'm killin' this beat like a scratch on a turntable
Keepin' this level to a minor scale, I'm makin' music up in this bitch
Darwin, North Territory, y'all know what it is
North Coast king, I'm Making Something Outta Nothing
That's MSON for those who understand nothing
I'm stuntin' while y'all are just bustin'
It's 'cause I know I sound a little rusty
That type of shit 'cause I wrote this in five
It's almost as I was doin' it live
And I feel like Kendrick up this ish
And done screaming out "Bitch, don't kill my vibe"
Check, I can leave your head a mess
'Cause you suffer from so much stress
The devil probably needs headgear
'Cause I'm the worst thing that hell met
So I rep for my team, through my M up high
Couldn't picture me as a rapper? Rap in my disguise
I'm all about chill and the goo vibes
So when you roll with me, you leave your bullshit behind
[Verse 2: Ferdinand Stan]
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