[Verse 1: M.I Abaga]
A couple hundred dollars for the right kicks
Three hundred K a month for my side-kicks
Eleven milli when I roll, range rover
Signing Pryse for the right price priceless
Punchlines like a typist
This rap shit finally working out, biceps!
Little bitches stay home, you shouldn't try this
We killing this city
We the J-Town Crisis

[Verse 2: Pryse]
We came in the game the top the top cheese no mices
Pryse is, too damn good, so call me righteous
Take it all the way to the hood like Motorcyclist
These hoes need someone to show them where the mic is
And I'm the nicest, so let me do it
So me being cocky is not a brag, It's heroic
Dime and she know it, rhymes like a poet
The bar set so high but I ain't even notice

[Verse 2: M.I Abaga]
Yo photo-shoot fresh, where the paparazzi?
Music so dope you could puff puff pass me
See n***as hating on Jude like a nazi
I'm the future in the present n***as can't get past me
Laugh... I created my style
I make my shit stand out, pile
Tell dem haters lay down, tile
Competition chill we gone be a little while
Like, like...
[Verse 4: Pryse]
I give a hater an inch, he probably gone take a mile
So tell em he can go and jump into the river nile
A little smile cause I know you must be joking
Or maybe I am just wondering what the hell
You are smoking, but okey dokey
E no dey pain me, no daddy showkey
These other girls ain't rapping
I call it karaoke, first of my kind
I need a new category cause I'm the queen
Here's the king, here's the ceremony

[Verse 5: M.I Abaga]
This is the punchline queen
In this lunchtime scene
Future so bright on some sunshine tinz
Only one way that you can beat me, Be me
Bout to push pryse off the edge , 3G
So what's up pryse, see the surprise
Cause you what Gods waiting for
Chick in the top 5
Until you know chicks, cock fight
Welcome to the farm nice of you to drop by

[Verse 6: Pryse]
Truth, the punchlines clever
And trust that I'll deliver call me DHL
It's that PH girl
You can't see me fail
So ahead of the rest they can't see no tail
Lights, please they should've put up a fight
And you could call it ironic but M showed me the heights
Kommot your leg while we sweeping up the eggo
Beyonce, yeah I can see my own halo
[Verse 7: Pryse]
I'm still hungry man I need some chocolate
Pryse is in the house to keep it clean and immaculate
Somethings about to blow, wack rappers please evacuate
I mean the death toll's already hard for me to calculate
I'm with the best do the math its not calculus
Hip Hop was dead brought it back so miraculous
Team so strong, Barcelona couldn't tackle us
Chains can't shackle us, We killin em, Spartacus
Or maybe fabulous, yeah I let you pick a punchline
All these other rappers are dessert when it's my lunchtime
I make take it back like its the wrong kind
I got the biggest cosign, so whats you concern?
Call the drumlime, coming out with a canon
I'm the bomb, no timer, but I'm counting the seconds
Making every second count like a cashier
And if you haven't heard the name by now You're so last year
Pryse!

Mehn oh boy M man
It's been a long time coming oh
And I've been on the grind for so long
It seems like they don't know this
Can you help me make them notice

[Verse 8: Pryse]
She a beauty but surprise on the track she a beast
And you can tell pryse is on the rise, no yeast
What you call it competition, its feeling like a feast
I should've skipped brunch made a lunch of wannabes
What are these ew, can't even stomach you
My feet gone stretch but see I'm filling every shoe
And I'm born to be a star, see that baby's overdue
And Dr. MI is the surgeon in the room, so call it a C-Section
And for the pain from the hate, can I have the Novacane injection
I'm tryna reach the world thats my main intention
Cause the bars more contagious than the sars infection
So bare in mind when you go through my portfolio
I keep it real, see dem nose Pinocchio
And tell dem say, tell dem say this chick Phenomenal
And all my haters fall down dominoes