[Chorus: CusaX]

Step to the right, I mean, step to the left

If you think I'm high, then you gonna have to guess

If you wanna fight, yell and fuckin’ pound your chest

Do you wanna try? It's S2N you messin' with

Don’t give a fuck, we ain't ever givin' up

The duo of a decade is comin' right up at number one

Never lose, never beg but we choose

We the kings of the game with just a pen at our use

[Verse 1: 44RON]

Got your blood drippin' off my knife like the wax of candles

When it gets heated, I'm known to start slicin' Adam's apples

My mouth turns into a fuckin’ sniper rifle barrel

I go ballistic, anyone can get it, try a sample

A prime example of what separates the two of us

I’m makin' moves over here, you ain’t doin' much

You stay stagnant in this game while I'm movin' up

Me and Cusa run this shit, got you rappers furious

Who to trust when you stuck in a pit of snakes?

And everybody that you meet’s got a different face (Yeah)

Stab me in the back, you might as well go dig your grave

Beside your casket, have your face in a picture frame

Get clapped by a full clip and lay you out on the porch

That's the only way you'd ever get a round of applause

Throw you off a fuckin' balcony with a thousand floors

And bury you in the ground without an ounce of remorse

I'm fantastic (Yeah), givin' a school a virus is the only

Motherfuckin' way that you can make a classic (What?)

Stay mad though, bitch, I ain't takin' back shit (Haha)

Pull the pen out my grenade and make you panic

I got hip-hop in my deoxyribonucleic acid

You wanna battle? Take your chances (Fucker)

Concentrated madness, cup of rage of passion

Safety off the magnum, cock it, aim it, clack-click

Second 2 None, our name rings bells

Make the world go to war like H.G. Wells (Haha)

You're raising hell while your chasing wealth

Get reported missin' in the daily mail

Patience is razor thin, breakin' into your latest crib

With titanium blades again and I'm tapin' the lips

Of whoever's mouth that my name is in

You draw crowds up in stadiums

Ain't containin' the shit I think in my cranium

[Chorus: CusaX]

Step to the right, I mean, step to the left

If you think I'm high, then you gonna have to guess

If you wanna fight, yell and fuckin' pound your chest

Do you wanna try? It's S2N you messin' with

Don't give a fuck, we ain't ever givin' up

The duo of a decade is comin' right up at number one

Never lose, never beg but we choose

We the kings of the game with just a pen at our use

[Verse 2: CusaX]

By now, you know l gotta love the beef

See as how I shot up a motherfucker named Seif

Cry louder, bitch, cry louder!

Seif Death was the beginning, now die a coward

I don't got many places to be

But Tyrell Craw, bloody marry, scary is he!

Mr. Can't-Mix-My-Shit, I'm gonna kick your lip

Until you sound like 50 cent

I know Champy said to just stop

But I can't help it, bitch, just respond

I got a lust for blood, you wanna suck some nuts?

So don't fuck with us, go get a papercut

Aight, who's next? See who's gonna pay up

Pullin' out my ledger, wait, speak of the devil!

You two faced but you think

That bitch is gonna let you live your life, but you ain't

I got a better chance to have a record with 2 Chainz or Cool J

Don't gotta be a bank to tell a brother that you changed

"Don't block me, man, you fuckin' idiot"

Well, who ghosted who in the end of it?

Ah, Cracker Jack, oh wait, Captain Pac

I remember when you wanted on the fuckin' track

I remember you accusin' me of that

I remember when you said you had my fuckin' back

I remember when you said you were a defender

Of other members, thinkin' "Alex, oh, he tryna dismember

With all the others" Well, look now look how the tables turn

My words turn you into smoking ashes in an urn

"Cusa, what's the tragedy of Captain Pac?"

Well, son, since you chose to ask me that

I'll show you this song and the fuckin' Genius page

Look you dead in the face, grab my mic and say—

[Chorus: CusaX]

Step to the right, I mean, step to the left

If you think I'm high, then you gonna have to guess

If you wanna fight, yell and fuckin' pound your chest

Do you wanna try? It's S2N you messin' with

Don't give a fuck, we ain't ever givin' up

The duo of a decade is comin' right up at number one

Never lose, never beg but we choose

We the kings of the game with just a pen at our use