[Chorus (Sampled)]

"I'ma spit the—I'ma spit the—

I'ma spit the raw shit, regardless"

"I'ma spit the—I'ma spit the—

I'ma spit the raw shit, regardless"

"I'ma spit the—I'ma spit the—

I'ma spit the raw shit, regardless"

[Verse 1: K21]

Slow down K you're killin' 'em

Sooks stay upset 'cause they won't make a million

Ignorant I bring it your face with the villain on a

Backyard banger to blow your brains to oblivion

K's the gorilla that you face in the mirror when

You're stranded and helpless faithless and withering

Lock your doors hide ya wife, prey to mirror invisi-men

Last supper; war is what you'll taste till the bitter end

Now I was sitting on the corner acting dangerous

Whoa, wait, wait, wait, wait, let me do that again

I was sitting on the corner just minding my own business

Blacking out growling thinking why I the insti—

Gator every a private eye could witness

Every wrong I've done sheeeet I should write a hit list

I'm the reason why generation z spit bars

Serial killer like Quistgard, when I zip past

I hit hard, stealing all the change out your tip jar

Hip flask warrior who's known to make the kit blast

Bring harm, born for the drama, war for the artists

'Cause I'ma spit the raw shit regardless

[Chorus (Sampled)]

"I'ma spit the—I'ma spit the—

I'ma spit the raw shit, regardless"

"I'ma spit the—I'ma spit the—

I'ma spit the raw shit, regardless"

[Verse 2: Vents]

You might as well raise hell while you're here

So cheer for the jolly good fellow

Probably look mellow, never actin' Hollywood fingerprints yellow

Fiend for the nicotine, blowin' out an elbow of ganja

Just another page in the saga

I burn while I brace for departure

Boss like Tanaka, studying the ways of the master

Contemplate life or you're left with disaster

You pusti malaka, vents like Chaka Demus

Write rhymes like a fuckin' genius

I'm like the backbone of the rebel alliance

Every sixteen bar verse spellin' defiance

Shred the mike so tight you could tell it's a science

Plant the seed in the earth and I'm spreading the virus

Spread love in a form that you motherfuckers bound to love

We so bad like the Power Glove

[Verse 3: K21]

I'm a loud mouth southbound stig of the dump

Roundhouse knock em out sound shit on you punks

It's time eat motherfucker better give me the fud

Spit on the dust, bringing the smut the king of the chumps

Emerald team leader, puffin on sweet sheesha

Soylent green eater while holding a meat cleaver

40 degree fever, nobody who speaks meaner

Then me and vesa make heaters on the scene nobody seen us

The knife in the dark, life in the fast lane

Smell the blood of the living this night is my last

Only fucking with it if the beat type is bizarre

And if it ain't one of mine time to heist like luthansa

Off to espanya attitude cicilliana

Mary abused me but nowadays spirits hits me harder

I'ma get retarded going hard until I hit the gutter

Until I'm losing my shit bananas then in I'm nirvana