[Verse 1: Tyler Johnson]

Stepping to the table with unsurpassed diligence

Killin it, too smart for you to understand how real it gets

I'm a hungry MC, and I hunt until my meal is fed

My insolence is tickled with the idiots I deal with

You're all just "rappers"; fail to see the artistry

An artist you see recongnizes how music's a part of me

Exhausted, all these kids have lost it

Tossed with the gloss and thrill and only care what is costed

I'm To intellegent for the television

Ill teach these children real rhyming until hell is risen

Kev and I are kings, here's the ring, now kneal and kiss it

Us MCs hold the key to unlcok the path that held the vision

To the heart and soul, it's hard to know but it won't stop me kid

I can't sleep; this cot is stiff, I've got a lot to give

You mistake my intellegence for pure cockyness

The hate creates wakes until this ship is going to rock me sick

[Verse 2:Kevin Held]

Rhymin structure flowin, through my vicious veins

Apply puncture gain pain that attains the membrame

Insane, on the mic driven distance from a dyke

Interpret k im ruthless, like the third reich

Eyeing up a target through my sniper scope

Nope to hope don’t care if you’re the damn pope

Blasphemy!Blast with me!

MC average class you C!Rediculious reactions to fast too see!

Flippin scripts coin flip statistics are fifty fifty

Your girl always gives head and tail, nifty nifty

Landing ahead of my own luck yall suck still stuck on fuck

Keep tailin, you better, buy me, dinner you schmuck

Staying irrelevant, intelligent, full of strong element

What i meant kevin hell is straight heaven sent

Me and tyler you will admire, no suprise if we get higher

Were your supplier, connecting MC's better inquire

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