Introduction:

K.G.R in the building

Kuwait got rhymes!

Listen and Learn motherfuckers!

Ya'll need to step your game up!

Verse 1:

My bars stomp your face till its flatter than a dead battery

I rise above politicans on levels absurd defying gravity

If you battle me I'll blast you to a distant galaxy

It's frustrating my clarity has to be half man half profanity

Thoughts spinnin round on an axis like polarity

Constant inquisition of my mission and morality

Tragically and mathematically I broke the crowds mentality

My rhymes will bring you back to reality

God sent atrocity, countless numbers that have lost to me

I move magically rip through your anatomy u scream in agony

I rub your face off the Earth and curse your family

My rhymes be the anarchy that will end the tragedy in humanity

Rhymes skillfully encrypted, mistaken as insanity

Ah man I gotta go harder then that

Verse 2:

Like lifts, we elevate, Few can relate, I don't hesitate

You can never escape, I'm a bomb waiting to detonate

My tracks don't bounce they levitate a crate outta bake

I'll cop a trait, and pray against invasion for heavens sake

Look at the schools even the youth, can't often state

As the world tries to dominate self destruct then populate

You discrimate masterbate and watch your dad ejackulate

I'll spit in your face to show you how a clitoris taste

Call me George Bush the way these faggots hate

I’m within the masses, a virus you can’t erase

It's the rise of the heavywieght I make your belly shake

You suffocate just sit meditate and let my bars marinate

Big D salivate on MC's so now Kuwait can finally celebrate!

Ah man I gotta go harder then that

Verse 3:

I attack with battle strategies and tactics

So all these wak rappers get snapped like match sticks

Your a pack of faggots that jack dicks

You attract smackies crack addics and fat chicks

I'm drastic, you still gotta practice

Buck you like gorilla forces semi-automatics

Big D sting like a cactus, burn 'em to ashes

Knock the SUN out of its axis wild like rapids

My lyrics do backflips on you like gymnastics

Complex like abstract mathamatics the fact is

Your soft like a porn actress I rap sick

Like cream 2 an abcess militant lyrical bandits

With lyrics blastin from a tongue of a Dragon

Arab but not fat as Jasmine's father in Aladdin

You be like wtf just happened when I start rappin

I'll leave u in the hot seat like Michael Jackson

I drop em like subtraction the microphone assassin'

I'm the main attraction I'm loaded ready for action

I move papers in bullions urs is in fraction

Jewels flashin' fueled with passion times passin

You should be a dead sperm wrapped up in a napkin

This will be THE EVERLASTIN legacy of you and I

Who's you motherucker!? it's just I

ALL OPPOSITION MUST DIE!!!

My eyes will be wide open as I rise!

Outroduction:

Real Killer Hip Hop!

Real Killer Hip Hop!

Real Killer Hip Hop!