Intro:
Say something
Say something, all hail to hip hop yo say something

(Hook: Donte Heart)
Pardon the visit (wadup)
In it to win it (wadup)
Forget the sky and the peak at the beginning (wadup)
So how you feeling? Nah homie how you living? (Wadup)
We got body rappers here defying physics, we kill it so

All hail to hip hop yo say something (wadup) x3
All Hail to Hip Hop we stay gunning

(Verse 1: Donte Heart)
They say ambition is the new swag
My team be bagging all the money you had
You busy bagging over booze and douche bags
Lately I've become the kinda money driven dude that
Screams 'F* you pay me, or better yet- voetsek
My circle nice and small. Call up all the kids you know
And its just me and like a thousand of my bro hence, we go in
We mogul so we all sick, 10 over the omnitrix
Honest I'm onyx notorious, [?]
Spit 3 sixteens for all the stardom problem kids
Look Medusa straight up in the eyes ('wassup you bitch?!')
Still tryna see who will straighten Iron-man
Watch me transform verses like optimus tying hands
Hearth throb, el sotho neir is the God name
All the cats on this track murked, fuck the blame game
Success the form of animals
But when you're getting envelopes its clear you don't make enough son
(Hook)

(Verse 2: Grim)
Its not how good you are, its how good you wannabe
I'm humbly coming up from underneath all these underlings
I've been struggling, hustling, bubbling but they wanna see - me
Trying to leave before my prime but I'm bumblebee
I'm staying here until I fix a couple things vocally
Hopefully not provoking the voices in my head openly
Cause they spoke to me. And they told me to fly boy
So ima kill the game and say 'I like the way you die boy'
Grizzy unchained. I does dope like Skizzy done said
I kill it one way
Tryna be the dopest ever, y'all n***as should know me better
I'm just another focused rapper from the golden era
But short n***as tell tall tails when shit pops
I'm hard to read I'm like small Braille, I'm a big problem
And all day I'm in hallways with my thrift shopping n***a
If all fails we all hailing hip hop

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Skillz)
I'm a black mark to everyone who done lost heart
Could probably land an air plane backwards and parallel park
If it wasn't music I'd probably be in the damn park
Known for touching phenes, gun spraying shit like some wall art
I go hard connected like we some Cubans
Old savage, new king, shitting on the thrones you sit in
Skizzy part white, all African and hood
Still bugging since a youngin pulling bitches on some big wheels
Shout to y'all who been real, R.I.P who been killed
Salute my hood pharmaceutical n***as who push pills
Knowing I'm bout to give SA music that 80s crack feel
That Biggy vs Pac, that Amu Selwyn and Verb feel
Fuck whoever hopping on a swagger bandwagon
A warning to y'all who up: I drop you all in a second
My team ain't known for half stepping we hammer hand steady wrecking
We gully down to the dress code, weaponized instrumentals
Overlook me I'm at ya like your baby mama partner
That goes out to everybody AKA, Kwesta and Chana
Put me on a song and pray your flow can hold its own with lava
Doubt you n***as bamba, I'm shorter than baby jake mfana
All hail hip hop, I lay my heart at your feet
You told me look to the sky when all I saw was defeat
My service to you on tracks is to murder whoever's weak
Your beauty is why I beast, fuck whoever say this ain't heat
Donte, Qza and Grizzly know I won't stop till we eat
The freshest without a zip-lock, tell me who can compete?
Faggot rappers stay flaccid , ain't hard at all on a beat
I dominate over waters, capsize your boat as a fleet
My audio waves are crazy, Fans suffer sound epilepsy
I'm coke you n***as are Pepsi, my dope will turn y'all to Whitney
All I know is music is the very last pure part of me
I love you like I love my mom's or how she was meant to be