Bridge (Dr. Pepper):
*scratches* We makin' more noise than a fuckin' heavy metal booth
Verse 1 (Kev Da Kadence):
You see I'm back with this synthetic injection
My thin messages connecting like infections
It's gonna rob your riches with my omniscience
I don't fuck with loud mouths, only fuck with calm bitches
My abnormal competitive attack is somewhat proactive
Don't jack it just because your soul lackin'
Throw ya best shot, never drive like Detox
Me hot? Why you tellin' him that he's hot?
My fury sorta scary, I am extra ordinary
Hittin' em in the weak spot, put 'em in a mortuary
While your pore's are pouring tell me why I'm so extraordinary
While I'm bored and touring, just be ready to give it a whore to bury
Sick flows I'm givin', Imma kick those with writtens
And I flick those who've risen, so they get low with business
When I flip over scriptures written in a default anthem
An abusive nuisance when all these bitch hoes are bitchin'
Hook (Dr. Pepper):
*scratches* I know the spot up in any hood at Boondocks
I hope that you listen (B.F.C.'s and one DJ)
Elaborate rhymes that connect
*scratches* More rhymes to say
*scratches* AK's spray
*scratches*
Bridge (Dr. Pepper):
We makin' more noise than a fuckin' heavy metal booth
Verse 2 (Sunta):
I got a mad rap repertoire even though I'm German
I'll make you drop your walls like I'm the people of Berlin
It's certain, that there is something wrong with the world
All the boys and the girls are so strongly concerned
And the planet's gon' burn if we don't make a turn
In the end, what we get, it's just what we deserve
After all, you all deserve some beats in rap
That's why I'm making feature tracks when Easter's back
Believin' that, if the beat ain't bad it can touch the whole globe
Check out, a global beast concept never gettin' old
So you know, I hit you with that straight from the hot shit
Some people call us rappers, we consider ourselves artists
And don't get me started 'bout my own, hot shit
Cause in that department, I'm where Superman's clock is
Ain't no Lois Lane, only garbage
And talkin' bad about women ain't even fun to start with
Hook (Dr. Pepper):
*scratches* I know the spot up in any hood at Boondocks
I hope that you listen (B.F.C.'s and one DJ)
Elaborate rhymes that connect
*scratches* More rhymes to say
*scratches* AK's spray
*scratches*
Bridge (Dr. Pepper):
We makin' more noise than a fuckin' heavy metal booth
Verse 3 (Grim):
Mmm-hmm, Grim-pocalypse, yea-heah
Rappers get shook, when I follow up my jazz witta clean hook
Gotta mean look, and reach into my bag's, Imma clean crook
Who the fuck is stoppin' me? Watch Hopsin make a mockery
Monopoly could fact beats, so I guess they're never signin' me
But I'm lookin' for Strange, tearin' my pockets while I look at the game
A couple of things that change, disperse and raid at ya fuckin' face
Became the greatest to main the haters that fuckin' chase
Away the traitors and big debaters that been huffin' pane
Fuckin' sane, you can suck a taint that'll make you fuckas faint
Fast food with that golden crown, and you fucker's ain't
The last breath, I'm from a long line of savages
Immaculate, packin' it with these sticks, stones and bandages
Then a couple guns and knives, run and hide from
The guy who knows where you bums reside, ahh
Put in my grammar, but that nigga choppin' what I see
I honestly just wanna see Jew (you) die like a Nazi
Hook (Dr. Pepper):
*scratches* I know the spot up in any hood at Boondocks
I hope that you listen (B.F.C.'s and one DJ)
Elaborate rhymes that connect
*scratches* More rhymes to say
*scratches* AK's spray
*scratches*
Bridge (Dr. Pepper):
We makin' more noise than a fuckin' heavy metal booth
