[Verse]

Flow better than browned butter!

These clowns stutter, I'm the crowned king of the sound in the gutter

That's Myyrmäki, lines ain't too crappy

Rhymes tight as lightning, this sighting would makes Zeus happy

Now you better choose who you're rooting for

Because like Putin, I'm tooting war

The beat pauses and MC's bars still wack

You ain't getting any applause you getting clapped

[Break]

[Verse]

These rhymes make your lines flat it's best to call mercy

The mask, the snapback, the basketball jersey

All verse and instrumental, might a chorus come in handy?

K.D, don't fuck with my modus operandi

Kraiden, lightning tight bling covered in icing

Too small ain't my thing so double the sizing

Smash the game, I'm a thousand kilo weight

Audience lose their mind, be like "Daamn, Niilo slayed!"

Yall shoulda picked mercy

Woo!

[Break]

[Verse]

I burn the competition like incense

I'm on the mission like campers: getting in tents

Wave mics around like mac-10s

The only A I got in class is absence

It's Kraiden on the mic, known as the rapping genius

Just smoked a joint the size of a flaccid penis

Antto here to spark it, the free guitarhead

Reeks like the flea market farted