[Pre-Chorus: Crypt]
If you ain't ready to get pumped
Take your joke-ass home! (Sheesh!)
And we do not give a fuck
It's a no wack zone! (Woo!)
Get the fuck up! (Woo!)
Get the fuck up! (Woo!)
Get the fuck up! (Woo!)
Get the fuck up!

[Chorus: Crypt]
Now, lean back in your seat
Let the beat slap and say, "Sheesh!" (Sheesh!)
We're gonna blow your mind with every single rhyme
You're gonna have to get on your feet (Feet!)
Now, get up on it, flow with me (Woo!)
You made your bed, now, fold the sheets (Woo, woo!)
The door is locked, I own the key (Woo, woo!)
I don't like you, so I say "Sheesh!" (Woo!)

[Verse 1: Crypt]
Everybody thinkin' they amazing
But I'ma show you, homie, that you not that (Sheesh!)
I been workin' on this day to day
And it's safe to say I came in the game and I cocked back (Sheesh!)
And I chop tracks and I pop back
On any motherfucker thinkin' they can stop my ass (Sheesh!)
I rock the rap like Slipknot, got the game Ziploc-ed
Fresh with the shit talk, bitch, stop to the tip top (Sheesh!)
Just to piss off any bitch then I lift off
When I shoot I gotta quick draw, you just pissed off (Sheesh!)
'Cause I'm climbin' in the rocket
While you ridin' in the bottom of a rickety-ricksaw (Sheesh!)
I don't play no games, my name ain't Jigsaw
But I'm quick to slice, and that's it cut a bitch off (Sheesh!)
I run this shit like I was fuckin' rich
So, call me Bischoff, or Rick Ross- I'm a big boss (Sheesh!)
Lyrical rappers, anyone attacks us
Getting hit with the toe tag, yes (Sheesh!)
Flow magic, so spastic, go-go flow gadget
I'm so graphic, but no fascist (Sheesh!)
The pope has his Holy Ghost passion
To my dome, just know I'ma go psychopathic (Sheesh!)
Hot, like a match is, swipe from the mantis
A pipe from the mattress, I might fuck a bad bitch (Sheesh!)
It's madness when I write on a pad
I don't practice, I'm just good when I rap (Sheesh!)
I know I'm better than whatever you could thinkin' you can do
So, you better just admit that, you the lesser of us two (Sheesh!)
Don't fuck with me, boy
I put you under with a couple other Gs, boy (Haha! Yes, he will!) (Sheesh!)
Everybody think they want a part of this beef
But I'm fat for a reason, I eat these beats
[Pre-Chorus: Crypt]
If you ain't ready to get pumped
Take your joke-ass home! (Sheesh!)
And we do not give a fuck
It's a no wack zone! (Woo!)
Get the fuck up! (Woo!)
Get the fuck up! (Woo!)
Get the fuck up! (Woo!)
Get the fuck up!

[Chorus: Crypt]
Now, lean back in your seat
Let the beat slap and say, "Sheesh!" (Sheesh!)
We're gonna blow your mind with every single rhyme
You're gonna have to get on your feet (Feet!)
Now, get up on it, flow with me (Woo!)
You made your bed, now, fold the sheets (Woo, woo!)
The door is locked, I own the key (Woo, woo!)
I don't like you, so I say "Sheesh!" (Woo!)

[Verse 2: Futuristic & Crypt]
Yo
I made a phrase and they claimed that
I came from the mud, I was raised in the basement (Sheesh!)
Amazed at these lames and the things they be sayin'
They reppin' the streets, let 'em lay on the pavement (Sheesh!)
I'm on some N.W.A shit
I go in the label and jump on the table(Sheesh!)
Say, "Run me my payment", I'm nothing to play with
Put me on the playlist, or I'm 'bout to break shit (Sheesh!)
Mask off, blast off
I'm reppin' that facts off, Zach's soft? (Sheesh!)
I put it on the gas, makin' cash
You n***as broke, take the cast off (Sheesh!)
I'm the type of cat that might get mad
If you been talkin' trash, I'll let a track off (Sheesh!)
Scrape your face on the asphalt
Got your lady playing with my thingie in the tub while I pour the bath salt
Talkin' about ups and I be really 'bout the Benjamins
Like I was with my cats and I be flyer than the gods (Sheesh!)
I used to be up on a jet
'Cause I got bars like penitentiaries and welcome to corrections (Sheesh!)
Lookin' at the greatest while I'm seein' my reflection
I be eatin' everybody, someone give me a suggestion (Sheesh!)
I could line 'em up and shoot 'em down my lyrics, been a weapon
I'm like I don't know answer if you ever had a question (Sheesh!)
I ain't even flexin', though, I'm the best with flow
I'm self-driven like a Tesla goes (Sheesh!)
I 'bout my green like a vegetable
They wanna hang with me like a testicle (Sheesh!)
I'm at the festival with a white chick
And her sidekick on my nightstick (Sheesh!)
With a tight grip on my guy Crypt
I hit it once, then we might switch
[Pre-Chorus: Crypt]
If you ain't ready to get pumped
Take your joke-ass home! (Sheesh!)
And we do not give a fuck
It's a no wack zone! (Woo!)
Get the fuck up! (Woo!)
Get the fuck up! (Woo!)
Get the fuck up! (Woo!)
Get the fuck up!

[Chorus: Crypt]
Now, lean back in your seat
Let the beat slap and say, "Sheesh!" (Sheesh!)
We're gonna blow your mind with every single rhyme
You're gonna have to get on your feet (Feet!)
Now, get up on it, flow with me (Woo!)
You made your bed, now, fold the sheets (Woo, woo!)
The door is locked, I own the key (Woo, woo!)
I don't like you, so I say "Sheesh!" (Woo!)