[Intro]
I feel like this shit is too loud
Anyway.. yah
Look

[Verse 1: Mass The Difference]
I'm tapping ass like the T in Lerato was silent
I'm finna smash like I sleep with the stars, I'm a comet
A shooting star, I'm in my season, this spot see I'm harder
A sinning star, man my rappin' is fire, I'm honest
Came out the dirt shit, motherfucking zombie
The words I'm steady spitting make you think I'm dabbing Gandhi
Look, spirit of truth, even haters can't deny me, bona
I got the juice and they just sipping on my line
Modimo ke kopa o ba thuse, they can't kick it with my rhyming
The skill is, supernatural
Cadence, not a manual
Automatic fire, I'm killing
There's nothing prior or after
The newest wave, critical disaster
We making sure that the game behaves, pity for your masters
I'm making sure that the game is caged
You see, my master was making sure that the game is saved
I hope you bought it and never asked for the change again
We're here now, you're supposed to [?]
[Chorus: Una Rams]
They try to copy me, they not original damn
Oh my God, I'm the man
My time and my season [?]
I move like the waves, I never die when I crash
Turn my idols to fans
Try catch up if you can

[Verse 2: Mass The Difference]
I hope you bought it
I wrote it and then recorded and sold it
Rappers is hopeless and this is the time to focus, we're here
We be the coaches, they're playing games
No more vultures this year
This is the culture, you lazy rappers is dying in fear
I grew up different, we was damaged by the system
So these n***as that was pimping, I roll with them when they drinking
I was, ten years and they still crying same tears uh
Scribble scrabble, I'm throwing jabs on your lyrics, tickle
It's not the reason I'm laughing, you're just a fucking joke
They dubbing me the season's assassin, I had no fucking hope
How many bars did Cass come across? I was too fucking dope
How many rappers suffered a loss? Man, I could never choke
I'll never leave the microphone, I'ma die when I'm in my zone
Probably die rapping no acting, I can't have it
You'll probably die acting, on capping your lame habits
You, never been famished
I'm hungry, the pain damaged the boy
[Hook: Una Rams]
They try to copy me, they not original damn
Oh my God, I'm the man
My time and my season [?]
I move like the waves, I never die when I crash
Turn my idols to fans
Try catch up if you can

[Verse 3: Jayhood]
Yeah, yo!
I'm underrated but my bars are overrated
Copy and paste it, probably stay on the mic until I'm celebrated
Judging from my past, I think it's safe to say I finally made it
But it's kinda tricky, my occupation still complicated
I heard my n***a Mass just graduated, no offense
But I don't need no piece of paper to tell me how educated I am
Doing this shit for the fam, n***a don't act like you ain't got a clue of who I am
You only go hard on the 'gram
I hop on the beat and I make it a classic
A lyric assassin, pour in the gas
You know that I'm driven by passion
You n***as below the standard, like, cava the talent
Me and my n***as are fighting the masses
I wasn't good at mathematics but
You on top of me cannot happen, It's an improper fraction
[Hook: Una Rams]
They try to copy me, they not original damn
Oh my God, I'm the man
My time and my season [?]
I move like the waves, I never die when I crash
Turn my idols to fans
Try catch up if you can