[Intro: Encognito & KXNG Kedava]
I would appreciate it if you were to put a verse (Wait, what?!)
Thank you for your cooperation, now come on and put a verse

[Verse 1: J_c0b_Raps]
A'ight, I got you, man
Hm, okay, I've been through a lot in my life (Yeah!)
So many times I wanted to die (Damn)
But I've pushed through to survive (Uh!)
Now I've got all I ever wanted in my life (Huh?!)
This world can be crazy at times, but I'll never succumb to these thoughts (Nah!)
And I'm sick and tired of all these thot's (So tired of 'em!)
Like, I need a real woman, not the one who's gon' tear me apart (Yeah!)
Like, shut up, bitch, let me do my part (Uh!)
And watch as I put my fuckin' heart
Into this verse, yeah, I've put it in since my start (Yep!)
I love this music shit, it makes me feel good 'bout myself
And I don't know why I ever would doubt myself
Because I know I can make it, but these fuckers make it hard
But now I've got everythin', c'mon, let's go and play our parts
As the next rap legends, we'll do anything for a play, even if it means dissin' (Uh!)
Now I'mma pass this shit to another person, listen (Yeah!)

[Verse 2: Encognito]
Ha, oh my God (Back in the mix)
We've been way past the warm up
I'm going insane, get ready for the burn up
I'm ready to expose 'em, I'm ready to show up
Once I do, they say "Shut up, this guy is serious"
How did Kedava get banned, and Chromo suspended?
Is Genius the problem or was he really a bad person?
But they gon' have to stop me, but I'm like Mineo
Take that, hijack, I'm back
It seems more stuff happened without me (Yeah)
But it seems like I'm still in the land of fake
Land of sin, man, and the land of hate
I'm like a modern saint like Nick, but I'm more like Paul
And this world is a test, you got a D on the test
That's a fail, practically an F, see, you gotta be better, stop living a mess (See)
But you can't because you dropped out of college
And did dumb stuff, thinking you the tallest
But I'm standing on my faith, I feel 9'4, you're one with the foliage
You know, stuck with Drake, Jay, and Dave (That's Lethal)
[Interlude: MdrnStNick]
Woo, y'all brought the heat for real!
Let's keep the fire burning, I'm gonna watch y'all cook

[Verse 3: S-I-L-V-E-R]
Okay, okay, lemme talk!
I feel luminous way I bring off the light (Bring off the light)
Shooting stars, I'm shooting rap stars
Y'all ain't even wanna see the body
Think about it, how I'm making hits
When you hear the faith inside, know I'm on some Malagies
Flow colder than Felicia Hardy's heart
I am too invested in the pen, I'll never stop
Dyllie pretty much raised me, I had learned from his flow (Learned from dyl.'s flow)
Aha with the Auto-Tune, Soundtrap rivers flow
Okay, I'm too poetic, let me switch it up to more of a gangsta type beat, see what I'm saying?

[Beat Switch]

Okay, round two, ain't no boxin' bell, but you know what's under the belt?
Five singles, one EP, and another on the way
Oh, also, I'm releasing an album in June
Y'all don't listen to me, y'all ain't finna see the light, wassup?
Okay, first up, get your baby attitude out the way when I'm rappin', huh
When I'm reppin' Houston and Jesus, you best believe me, huh
I got outta momma and I made hits from the womb
The kicks were kicks, 808s finna be on my tomb
[Interlude: S-I-L-V-E-R and MdrnStNick]
Okay, I did way too much, hol' up!
Jeez!
Alright, who's next?
(You better watch out, you better-)

[Verse 4: MdrnStNick]
Wait, hold on
Finna' step in this scene with a whole lot of sound
Let me cook on the beats turning smiles into frowns
'Cause they gonna hit that "goes hard face" when they hear
The message on these tracks, it's gonna ring in them ears
I been playing since 11, wrote a lullaby at 7 (Sho' 'nough)
And I got that GAS all the way to high heaven (Look it up)
I been blessed with a skill, got the call to heed
Now I'm gonna hit a level nobody's ever seen
Now I know they all doubt me and the way I go
But I've seen the dark side and that's no moon
Are you ready to see what I'm about to show?
Making them come alive like fK&C in dunes
(What's he on about? Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
But for real, I got the speed like 'Jah
Can hit the lifts like Sam, see the future like John
It can get real freaky, like those beaucerons
I'm gonna hit my best, make them all see
Join the movement or get left with the "don't believe"
[Interlude: S-I-L-V-E-R]
Okay, okay, okay
Imma go again
You know why?
'Cause can't nobody beat S-I-L-V-E-R, c'mon now!

[Verse 5: S-I-L-V-E-R & Jermainious Cole Da 1]
Ho-ho-ho, feeling like MdrnStNick
Hoes, hoes, hoes tryna slide into my DMs (Miss me with that trash!)
Woe, woe, woe is me, I can't take this BS
Holy smokes, ain't nobody see me yet
Yeah
Christian and I don't dig into politics, jigga (I never)
Choppa never misses, if you play, then the trigger (Yeah)
This is not no bronze, this is S-I-L-V-E-R, maybe gold (How bout platinum)
And if you call my family immigrants, we ain't, we Puerto Ricans
Feel like Dyllie with the flow, this that new-school Canopy (Alright?)
If God hadn't save me, my life would be a catastrophe (Amen)
I'm not like the others, go from Christian to sexy
And I hope that isn't blasphemy
But if it is, still ain't stopping me (Sorry, Jesus!)
If you disrespect Gazelle Fields, consider yourself an opp (Opp)
If you wanna friggin’ play with me, I know a few cops (I know a few cops)
If you wanna start some beef, you better know I ain't vegan
So the beat isn't Impossible, I'm just chewing on Whoppers (Like the candy!)
You better check the food they give you 'fore you eat your whole plate
My raps are original, I don't use no templates
If you want a free collab, hit me up 'fore it's too late
Pay me twentylemhunnidmillion, I'm just that crazy
I knew God's name when I used it in vain
My faith was just too little like a singular rice grain
Maybe that was fine because it was a mustard seed
But they are not like us, I turned the TV off, I'm saying
Wordplay crazy, feeling like I'm Andy Mineo
Magic & Bird, we call that a double-triple throw
Wait, I don't know basketball, I'm just rhyming crazy
I need someone else in this cypher to go crazy, I'm lazy (On God)

[Verse 6: Jermainious Cole Da 1]
I got to stick up, like Andre
Can't pick the side, like an entree
Beat the beat up, like Wayne
Keep the beef up, like Drake
Can't decide which side, huh, Ye
Which way, narrow, ayy, take shade, throw shade, can't fake
But the bastards don't know which side they should take
Why, cause I'd rather turn a deal into a Dyllie
Don't act like you're big, then get to acting silly
This isn't disrespect, I'm just trying to keep my soul intact
Matter of fact, they don't want you saying the facts
Now y'all better let go, put this together piece like Legos (Let's go, let's go, let's go)
What it is is it's the one who never let go

[Verse 7: CrouchingC]
Put you on death row, what you expect bro?
The mic klepto, advanced in the game, boy, Nintendo
Boy you should know that I'm sin miedo
My spitting style is so retro
Flows ring a bell like I came from Sacremento
Bitch, stay away 'fore I drop a fuckin' elbow
To your torso, these rhymes flowing' auto
Shit might get physical if I'm not your G.O.A.T
It's visible, I am the future of rap
I might come through with an axe
Looking quite shady, that's how I feel lately
You a plain Jane, you suffer from frailty
I am too crazy, you cannot take it
Doing this daily, 'till I am ancient
I'm outta this globe, yeah, the bars on a spaceship
Now I'm passin' the mic, well, at least the remains of it (Wait a bit)

[Interlude: J_c0b_Raps & CrouchingC]
Yeah, hol' up, I'm 'bouta set somethin' off (Alright, alright)
Lemme talk my shit (Tell 'em somethin', man!)

[Verse 8: J_c0b_Raps]
Hol' up (Uh), wait, bitch, you'll get dropped
Think you can try me? Bitch, you cannot
You gonna try me, bitch, you'll get popped
I'm better than most, I know, I know, I love to boast
Y'all ain't know what progress is, I'ma spread my word like butter on toast
Better than you bitches, you know it
I can actually show it
I've got the talent, I've got the skill
Bitch, I'ma go for the kill (Uh!)
Huh, huh, huh, thought I told ya
Told ya that I knew you was a poser
I'ma keep up this hard work until they put me on some posters
I'm just top of the game
Yeah, bitch, I've got all this fame
Bitch, you should look at the gain
You too damn loud, bitch, turn down the gain
I'll have you sittin' in my shadow
You have skill? Honestly, I doubt yo
Dumb ass, you dumbass, you so trash
I'm better at this shit, you already know it, get off yo ass
I'm better, bitch, you gonna be deader
I made the top of their header
I'ma win this shit, bitch, your head'll be severed (Yeah!)

[Interlude: J_c0b_Raps]
Ha-ha, huh, yeah, look, this shit gon' get real heated
We need more people to show they skills on this!
We are the next rap gods, people! (Yeah!)