[Intro]

Uh if you don't know you should know it's D'NME

Let it breathe for a minute

Wait for it uh uh huh yo

[Verse 1]

Thoughts I draw from can't be traced with a pen or pencil

I'm jaw dropping and here to body some shit again so

Ain't no half steppin' I'm Daddy Kane on each instrumental

The Mike Chioda of rap no question I been official

So blow that whistle on me and get that career sizzled

Oh fo shizzle notice the kid that does it is off a little

I flow like I just snort coke, my nose is clean though, so what you're

Seeing's

A natural emcee that's actually practically teeing

Off on rappers that never be spitting spectacular

Fleeing's

What you motherfuckers should do cause I will spit with this passion and milk it

So no matter how much you lie in that verse it won't equal up to this real shit

I get to tearing through beats, and my trash talking is that of a

Chael Sonnen

Hail this shit or get

Nailed from it

I'm more defiant, no one's for the sport like I am

So this, chip on my shoulder is Jonah Hill before the diet

[Hook]

Each line's hardcore from the rip that's real I'm the illest

Around

Foul mouth when I flow fuck you that's just how I be putting it

Down

As long as I'm here in this game and letting off I ain't biting my tongue for shit

And I talk that talk cause bitch the only thing a motherfucker really knows is this

That's why I keep it so raw

(What the fuck is the deal, tell me what the fuck is the deal)

That's why I keep it so raw

(I'm the motherfucking greatest at this shit, that's why I'm on it like)

[Verse 2]

Thoughts flying get caught in the fucking eye with a four iron

Four times, I done caught fire the boy ain't lying

I'm more inclined to say orange rhymes with four inch

More than

Spill a gun bar I never wrote that was written for me

Now back to this shit, this is the thing I really live for

That off the rip, give a fuck how you look when doing this or

That Daz Dillinger syllable spit rap practitioner mixed with

Ryan Montgomery's wit

Try and just

Bludgeon me with

That tired rebuttling bit

When I'm lyrically on some dire head butting

Bloodying shit

God I'm so grimy, fuckers know with these lines that I'm real murderous still Ted Bundy goals all you bitches get killed

Though I'm rapping with the skill I know this

Craft ain't a gift

Its a fully, automatic loaded gun watch

Amateurs dip

And I don't

Feel I'm just shitting

When I {*spit*} there's a difference cause past present or future I'm the illest one spittin'

[Hook]

Each line's hardcore from the rip that's real I'm the illest

Around

Foul mouth when I flow fuck you that's just how I be putting it

Down

As long as I'm here in this game and letting off I ain't biting my tongue for shit

And I talk that talk cause bitch the only thing a motherfucker really knows is this

That's why I keep it so raw

(What the fuck is the deal, tell me what the fuck is the deal)

That's why I keep it so raw