[Verse 1: Ruby Ibarra]

Cold with flow - oh you don't impress me

These other rappers uncool (uncle) like Joey and Jesse

Told you already, if you threat, if you forget and you test me

I'm ready every breath is steady, leave you emcees to bury

Plus or minus a beat, but I don't sell (cell) it like a battery

Call it flattery, my two cents shatter all ya salaries

But never understand the strategy, they'll never fathom me

Doesn't matter after, half these rappers couldn't battle me

Straight from the heart, call it masterin the artery

Snap dance ass clap? More to rap than the watery

So every beat I snap til you clap, its a new day

I'm greater than the weak (week), so don't call me Ruby Tuesday

And I'm still killin' a beat, the murder she wrote to the entropy ain't no stoppin' me, see

Better be ready to answer me when im droppin heat

Initially you thought that I was all RI (alright) lyrical archive/up to par right?

Ibarra set the "bar," so never booze (boos) up in this "bar" fight/

[Chorus: OC]

Non-conceptual, nonexceptional

Everybody’s either crime-related or sexual

Non-conceptual, non-exceptional

Instead of puttin brain cells to work they abuse it

Non-conceptual, nonexceptional

Everybody’s either crime-related or sexual

Non-conceptual, non-exceptional

Instead of puttin brain cells to work they abuse it

[Verse 2: Ruby Ibarra]

Wishful thinkers hope I fade into obscurity

I'm "sick," the sign is (sinus), I flew (flu) overheads, so ain't no curin' me

I'm "above the line" but won't "enumerate" the reasons

And rap like I be silencin' the beat each time I'm speakin'

A student of the middle class, I do it just to riddle cats

It's suitable I spew it when alluding to your upper half

This is "cutthroat," other rappers best protect ya neck

All the odds against me simply turned me to a triple threat

Fuck a Martial Law when Murphy's law becomes the final draw

The line is drawn, it might involve the kind I pour when writing raw

All these swag rappers be the "bane" of my existence

When I'm up to "bat, man" I be back for every sentence

I'm still comin' in the beat in the hard

Unwrap your flows, and I'll bring the bars

So then I suppose, it's not that far

To be schoolin' foes that be playin' parts

From the very start that I brought the heart

I'm a martyr, mark of a beast, at large

Aimin' for these rappers like they darts

'Cause the wack emcees are always barred

[Chorus: OC]

Non-conceptual, non-exceptional

Everybody’s either crime-related or sexual

Non-conceptual, non-exceptional

Instead of puttin brain cells to work they abuse it

Non-conceptual, non-exceptional

Everybody’s either crime-related or sexual

Non-conceptual, non-exceptional

Instead of puttin brain cells to work they abuse it