[Verse 1: Flowzus & D. Edge]

I walk through the valley of the shadow of me

I cast shade for a mile but I'm under six feet

Underestimate though, you'll get chewed up in a paragraph

Biting on my flow? Give it wings and call it parrot rap

I feel like a giant, fee fi fo fum

Lotta rappers in my city and they all want some

Make em work with big L's, now they looking like Ma$e

We been tryna make M's, we been setting that pace

I been tip top since Last Supper hit

Shit, Father Flow dropped, now I feel the hungriest

Ima run this shit, show em how the real pros do it

Like moths to a flame, watch em all flock to it

[Verse 2: D. Edge & Flowzus]

Every time I bust a rhymе watch a nigga flip modes

Haters mad I still shine, gеt dough and plenty hoes

Yo the city is mine, rap's now inna chokehold

Wadda dadda dang, my nine, go bang, uh oh

They can't stand us titans, shreddin' rappers to pieces

Yo our words are hieroglyphics without tryin, no easel

Me and Vinni defiant, just runnin on diesel

Imma NY Giant, fuck tha Cowgirls and dem Eagles

Pardon us, We love mary jane and just reckless

Spittin' vapors like Biz and Kane, homie accept it

Haters want us Mutumboed again bein' rejected

Now we bring tha pain, watch us change tha Method

Always stayin' on the grind more than Tony Hawk kid

Throwin' haters off stage every time like KRS did

Most rappers can't rhyme man they're just mid

Lemme find Flow and pass it like J-Kidd

[Verse 3: Flowzus & D. Edge]

I'm tryna benefit my family on demand by dropping music

Only planned to even do this for a minute

Now I see the barren landscape, I look around

I see the change I can make

So I'ma take momentum, Im'a use it

Put a meter on the booth

I saw them cut a rug, I supercede 'em with my tooth

I wrote a rhyme and caught the bug, now my flies are on the loose

Holy water what I chug, yeah my ride is always cursed

Swap my whip out for a buggy, now I'm buzzing through the dirt

Imma avoid dirt naps trolls keep testin' me

Gamblin' their lives for scraps, I see tha recipe

Tryna be slick, hack, you not a necessity

Dummies say they in tha streets facts more than sesame

Tekashi runs his mouth like its nothin tryna show out

He wants six or nine inches by Montero no doubt

Offset said they do anything for clout

Lil Pimp, poor ting got Trump in his mouth

[Verse 4: D. Edge]

Im laughin at you lames this is pure comedy

Cuz we're not the same, you're acute and I'm isosceles

I studied the greats Dame, Hov, Big and Socrates

Now imma pass go mane issa Devmonopoly

Tryna do me like Brad Beal, excuse me, pardon

Starin at em like you know tha deal, homie u ain't startin

Imma nigga born with mass appeal ready for stardom

Reppin' BK for real travellin more than Harden

Homie you don't want a piece leave me alone b

Imma beauty and a beast son ask about me

Nigga always keep nines on me like Gretzky

I rather pray for world peace so dont Artest me

Nigga come correct if you don't want none

U better protect ya neck, don't play with me son

Bombin' on ya like Deck, all yall done

Me and Woodro Arkateqq shit, we got Skills son