[Verse 1: Dskillz Harris]

First Verse Gets Worse

Put the beat in a hearse

So sick they gave me a nurse

I hit a lick for her purse

Gift and a Curse, Ok

No way did he not do it, like O.J

Turning the glove backwards

Real Representation, I am not an actor

Bending the whole nation

I am not a rapper

More Hostile and volatile, than apostles

Who look like fossils, and preach the impossible

Through any obstacle, but you follow who wears the cross

Drinkin' broth in a brothel lookin' like Asher Roth

You get tossed inside out like Kriss Kross

While Wayne LayUp in your wife like Chris Bosh

Oh my gosh

Young Rappers, ain't been this ill since, Drake and Josh

More like Kenan And Kel

Bringin' it back, so I know that I'm ringin' a bell

Like Jamie Foxx, did LL

Extra Cheesin' for no reason, Like Dave Chappelle

Half Baked, No Mistakes, Don't Care if I sell

Trynna crack heads open, straight pokin' your shell

I think, I do a great job, i heard I'm doin' it well. (x2)

(Vocal Sample)