[Intro]
(C-Lance)

[Verse 1: Complete]
Wo-wo-worse than a stepkid
Words are hurt and molested, murdered and rested
(Rested) Earnin' respect with
Verses, you are just a worm in a cesspit (Cesspit)
You are just a germ in a septic
Tank, no, thanks, I don't work or connect with
Skeptics, too many lessons to learn
I suggest you invest in an urn if you get dissed (Get dissed)
You can't mess with Compleezy, you flops
We're who the blogs and the media watch
We got the proper ingrediеnts
Got to the top of the scenе with the key to the locks
You think you rock, and you're seen as a boss
Really, you're soft, and you speak to the cops
Wait till you're lost in the street again
Bleedin' all over your freakin' Lacoste
Hehe, dogs, this is our throne, mate
Better bring your hitters out, snowflake
We don't give a shit about no fake, you weren't really in it, pal
You ain't really livin' what you spit about, no way
You just sit around givin' out codenames
'Cause the cocaine's got you wiggin' out most days
You're tippin' liquor out for your dead friends
Who you didn't even ever give a shit about, okay
Sometimes I just wanna go on a massacre
Wanna shatter every rapper I see (See)
Even if it seems like they're flowin' spectacular
Doesn't matter, they ain't rappin' like me (Me)
The problem is that someone's a character
They ain't fathoming the havoc I heave
The ladder I lead, the magic I breathe
Real shit, that is my steez, fuck you
[Chorus: Complete]
If anybody tries to
Make a move
We close the curtains on 'em
We close the curtains on 'em, yeah
We're gonna break this fuckin'
Stage in two
We close the curtains on 'em
We close the curtains on 'em
We're closin' 'em shut
We're closin' 'em shut
We don't give a fuck, we're closin' 'em shut
We're closin' 'em shut
If they open 'em up, we're closin' 'em shut

[Verse 2: Merkules]
Cole’s the worst, better close the curtains
Bitch, I'm in my bag like a homeless person
So perverted, I roll this shit at home while jerkin' off
Everybody knows Merk goes the furthest
I'm a different kinda breed, killin' lyrics, I'm a beast
You would think she's religious the way I bring her to her knees
Tarzan bars, fam, I've been swingin' through the trees
I'm on tour, pissed, drunk in your city with Complete
Big belly ass, sorta look like Buddha
But I'm more like Pennywise, I been crawlin' out the sewer
On tour, and I feel like I'm an Aussie in Vancouver
I was smokin' in the schoolyard like I'm Jonah Takalua
I give a fuck about the birds and bees
I'm yellin' Psych Ward, cunt, call me Perthules
Word, Complete, someone close the curtains, please
I'm doin' shoeys on stage till it hurts to breathe
I'm at the airport with my pants down, forgive me
Just got to Melbourne, but I blacked out in Sydney
It's Omac's fault, he passed me the whiskey
I woke up inside of a crackhouse with Myscy
Oi, cunt, I tried to tell you I'm an animal from Canada
And everything I do is international
My hands are full from chokin' up rappers, I find it laughable
'Cause when I say I'm travelin', it's not a game of basketball
I've been on a wave, and I ain't talkin' Surfers Paradise
Everybody knows that tryna beef with Murk' a scary sight
I guess they never learned I'm fuckin' turnin' up the Fahrenheit
And all you see is bloodstains all over my pair of Nikes
I look around like, "Who let the dogs out?"
They only got views 'cause they bootleggin' our sound
Pull a strap out, you slag'll get shot down
You can go ahead and tell the new wave, it's ours now
And I'll be pullin' cards all summer
'Cause everybody in Psych Ward's my brothers
Fuck around, and you get knocked out, sucker
It's T.P.W. and Stompdown Under
Merk
[Chorus: Complete]
If anybody tries to
Make a move
We close the curtains on 'em
We close the curtains on 'em, yeah
We're gonna break this fuckin'
Stage in two
We close the curtains on 'em
We close the curtains on 'em
We're closin' 'em shut
We're closin' 'em shut
We don't give a fuck, we're closin' 'em shut
We're closin' 'em shut
If they open 'em up, we're closin' 'em shut