[Verse One]

Marvelous, Marvin Hagglar on the the triddack

Mr. T mohawk rocked under my fitted

Out to book shawty's who want the seven digits

Take 'em to my rest, divide my human Kit Kat

Uh huh

I'm 'bout to switch that

Somersault, double pump, yeah I'm 'bout to flip that

Your songs on the radio? Shit it's time to flip that

Verses at the station that base it for playin' triddash

And oh yeah, my name is Spliddash

Known for droppin' science but minus all of the gimmicks

Real life music on Earth, no outer limits

Outer look [?], my niggas hear that

The nicest niggas out, c'mon my nigga kill that

Amplify truth, ha ha, I know you feel that

Wanna conversate? Nah uh, cut all the chit chat

Critics still talk and your mouth is where my dick's at

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I know you bobbin' your head

And once again it's on and once again it's on my niggas

[Verse Two]

How about some hardcore?

Yeah we like it raw

Doggin' on the track but condom for most whores

Stitches, ice packs and plus we wire jaws

Battle raps fittest, speed and crashed doors

On Friday night we rush the dance floor

Coronas, E&J, the liquor we crave for

Basic footwear, 4X and white tees

Split personalities like I'm Kool Keith

Helmet, shoulder pads are essential for the beef

Change your penny loafers homeboy, you needin' cleats

One hit wonder? What's your name, Mr. Cheeks?

Hahahahaha

[Hook]