[Verse 1: Kid X]
Yeah, they say I should loosen my grip I'm going too hard
So I switched the flows but you know how it goes
Before long they gon' tell me "You're flowing too hard"
Going a bit too deep
They can't fathom how I purposefully space bar
Just to let the rhyme miss the beat
You nothing but a novice to me
They still try question the fees
Next to be in line
Be everything he is promised to be, well
Plenty bodies on sight
One body, two body, nobody in sight
I can rap circles around these little rap circles
But homeboy I won't be a part of your cyphers
The flows is pre-paid
Tailor made for an unknown release date
Just take my word, nothing on a piece of paper
Cause once the guns load, just know I don't half step
Take one more, adios, you meet your maker gone
Adios, you meet your maker gone
Adios, you meet your maker gone

[Verse 2: Kid X]
Yeah
Bheka my element, they can't really fuck with this
Who knew that, new new Kid X had apocalypse
Senz' ama show when they know Imma mos drop a disc
I tell em I'm inspired, I'm just not convinced
That they gone break up my vibe, let alone stop the listen
Make sense of it though, when I knock 'em senseless
I go over heads, strictly business when I hop on tracks with you n***as
Just, just can't rap with you n***as
I kill you on tracks, you go back rewrite raps on a n***a
That's cold but I'm dash to your liquor
I'm here to turn down your sound, put an end to your flicker
I pick out a box
They touch you with make up
Let you dig the hole, you can't run through the papers
See I got it all scripted but lately I've been going off the top
Think I might have lost interest
If only I could hit the lights
Snap my finger, cut the power off
Where's the mic?
Put it to my chest, hear my heartbeat
I got a lotta stress, just a little hard to read
Little hard to read
[Verse 3: Ginger Breadman]
I spit it like nobody listening
Just in case you pikinins wanna throw shade, I've been a king
Man I'm in this bitch, ke binnekant
So deep I have em man wondering u kenwe keng?
Cold flow bars, no holds barred
I'm so so charged
Look ma, no hands, no hold bars
Bluetooth style, I'm flossing, it's awesome
I showboat, so coast guard
I, go so hard
Low key hold green cash, don't hold cards
Keep stash off the books
I, don't show SARS
King pulled an ace out his sleeve, throw your cards
Oh, so, control you broad
N***as kept a file, don't make us go expose your fraud
Allahu Akbars n***a, know your God, ah