[Verse 1: M-TRI]
Ayyo, I eat, sleep, and shit rap, put on a beat and sit back
Spit facts and rip wax with no needles or slipmats
My sharp wordplay could be the start of an emergency
Turn of the century performing open-heart surgery
The doctor’s taking orders. I’m stopping and locking borders
Those plotting on blocks and corners’ll be forgotten authors
Forced to turn a page, I’ll burn a page while you hold a page
And then I’ll take you on a trip through hip hop’s Golden Age
Colder days and hotter nights got me amped to rock the mic
At random, I’ll stop and jot and write [?] of advice
I’ll rap for Brooklyn, good-looking women, and moms cooking
Underground cats that love rap and got shoes, but these
Drug emcees, thug emcees, and party emcees
Bullshit, wannabe gangsters that’s hardly emcees
We separated by six degrees, but y’all still ain’t shit to me
This industry is full of lies like American history
The best has yet to come. No stressing, son. We making it happen
Taking the challenge in this uphill battle, I’m most thankful
To Blowout for supplying this, putting M-TRI in this
One love to DP and Xplore, Turntable Anihilists

[Bridge 1: Kim]
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Cumming in your mouth. I said:
Deez nuts. Deez nuts
Cumming in your mouth. Cumming in your mouth

[Verse 2: Kim]
You see me one day, walk the other way
I’m tired of hearing you and all the bullshit you say
Trying to put me down and love to see me frown
But that’s alright ‘cause I ain’t no clown
Gonna be bigger than life
Overcome adversity and strife
All the lessons I learned, I know it’ll be
Alright. Uh huh
So I only have this as it rolls off my lips
Deez nuts cumming in your mouth