[NAS]

I'm cool, observant, not too loud

Umm, you know just real

I'm a realist you know what I'm saying

I'm cool dude, I mean I ain't in to all that

Crazy tough guy stuff and all that you know

Jeah I'm cool, I'm good...

[DEF davyne]

I keep these bars on me, but I'm no Xanax addict

Strictly chiefing till I'm having trouble breathing half asthmatic

Amassing caskets, gold metal medals, for my rap gymnastics

Never throwing in the towel, keep your plastic baskets

I got that fire in my jeans, you would think my dad satanic

When matched with assets, I'll pull out my big black gat and blast it

Battle axe in action, hella dead cats, like your grandma's attic

Swerving on a hater, same way I handle traffic

This man knows magic, hit em with the millimeter nope, can't catch em

Worried bout the fashion, ho smashing

Showing no passion, while I'm flowing right past em

Oh no, don't nobody know, where he go though

To the studio, better known as my dojo

No low blows in here, we high hitters

If you ain't tripping, you can get high with us

Ugh, I suggest that you kick back

Marinate straight game, when I spit facts

Hit em with a verse that'll melt when it hit wax

Grabbing em by the pussy from the start, no TicTacs

Smart, keep a sharp mind, I'm never weaponless

Hahaha these silly kids

It's DEF and Iz, the literal DEF, finition of what rap it really Iz

He got them filthy kicks, I ain't talking bout his shoes

Plus I, flow so, ill I'm sick, found my lane now I'm on cruise

It's well established, how well I rep my region

Throwing up my set, and waving my flag, just like I pledge allegiance

My raps are Godly, don't test me heathens

Cuz my conscience, half demon, and the rest is scheming

Fiending to make an example up out of these wanna be rappers, who thinking they dope

Swinging from ropes, no leaving a note

Wars in the Stars, yeah we need a New Hope...