[Verse 3: CusaX]
Rap is for the punks and rap is for the wicked
So wrap it in a bow and rapid with the trigger
My tactic, I go Jurassic I'm a killer
You barely makin' moves like half the other spitters
When I walk out my trailer and I step into the rain
A fuckin' bolt of lighting is ready to strike again
Return of a nobody, how it will remain
Is return of the king and return of my reign
Like a sip of Guinness, there are limits
Breakin' records is my business
Snap on fuckin instrumentals
For a couple fuckin minutes
If it's Buck I go authentic
Look at how I am ascending
Rise up but don't fall, we ain't descending
End of story, pent up glory
You better give into more
Of all this shit I'm layin' down
It's imperative 'cause I normally
Don't even go this hard
I'm a soldier, I'm holdin' out for a hero
Or fuckin' god but I'm both and
I'm checkin' out, yeah