Endless Jess:
People look at me the way they look at something sad
Like a one legged charles dickens orphan with no dad
Well I might be itty-bitty but I'm sticking to my guns
I don't need your pity, I'll be hip hopping on the run

Adversity don’t hurt me, it only makes me stranger
I draw my power from the scars of every failure
Swivel chair sailor, outlaw savior
Miner for a heart of gold always hitting paydirt

El dorado, 2 hot desperados
We lie cheat and steal like we’re Eddie and Chavo
A lovable rascal, another fiasco
Scheming like I'm Keenan, aaah here goes

On nick ni nick nick ni nick nick nick
You can lick li lick lick li lick my dick

Underestimated by the born winners
But I’m burning you sinners, a fire spittin' lord of cinder

[TEME wa kichinto shinde jigoku he ikubeki KUZU]

Digibro:
DAMN, half of all my favorite shit on this track
If I can live up to that, then maybe tackle this fat
And stop stressin' all the tax on my stacks, I'd feel great
I can't wait to be full enough to push aside a plate

I may never be cool enough to look you in the face
But I'm just past schooled enough to put you in your place
No debate, my greatness ain't up for contest
I don't need to flex, bitch, I write my own tests
And I pass with no sweat, I suit myself

Monkey up, struttin', nothin' could pollute my wealth
Of good vibes, and fun times, and feelin' fresh
Spittin' rhymes and changin' minds, like Endless Jess

Not impressed? Categorically attracted to a fault
To the ideal of a rapper hittin' 80 by default?
Hold the salt, I don't need it baby, I'll get out and walk
I'm a giant, get your jack-ass off my beanstalk