[Intro: J_c0b_Raps & Encognito]
Okay, now, I'm not gon' start this shit off
I'ma let someone else start it, let someone else spit somethin' at the start
So, let me sit back, relax, and listen 'fore I say anythin'
I'll think of something, sometime

[Interlude: S-I-L-V-E-R]
Haha, sorry, J_c0b, guess you were too late!
But I know how to spit, don't worry, I ain't finna screw this up

[Verse 1: S-I-L-V-E-R]
Okay, don't tell me politics don't get you heated up
People worshipping their presidents like Holy Spirit
And I'm not into politics, I'm speaking the truth
If you wanna talk with me, it better be about truth
Also, why thе hell do people say that Jеsus was trans?
Like, where in the Bible does it say Jesus is trans?
I'm finna go (crash out!), finna go (cry now!)
Man, I'm feeling NF the way these people let me down
Everyday, it's the same
I'm stuck in a cycle of heavy damn pain
Okay, I'm exaggerating, my life ain't that bad
But it ain't that good, you know what I mean?
Anybody wanna hear me rap? (NO!)
Come on, lemme show you one my tracks! (NO!)
Come on, I can spit like real fast! (NO!)
Maybe I should throw this verse in the trash
Ain't nobody wanna hear my music 'cause I ain't got potential
Either that, or I do have potential and I don't use it
But the first one is more likely
And the second is unlikely
[Verse 2: J_c0b_Raps]
Damn, S-I-L-V-E-R went crazy
Guess I've gotta do the same, bitch
I hate listenin' to these other artists whine like a baby
And sayin' bullshit like, "Say my name, bitch"
Like, get the hell out of here, no one like yo' garbage music
Thinkin' if you pull shit out yo' drafts, you can use it
Like, bro, shit should've stayed in there, get on my level, I'm better
Everyone else can act better, but can't be better
Think you can pack me up, never! (Nah!)
Think you can lap me, but can't, you lesser! (Uh)
They always got a tell when they toughin'
Talk that shit, they gon' get hit 'cause they nothin'
They want food, shit, I'll give 'em somethin'
To eat, while I eat up a beat
Oh, you mad and want beef?
Shit, try me, see what happens
I'll wipe the floor with you, then wipe you up with a napkin
I'm sick of all these-
Ugh, I'mma hate sayin' this, sick of all these fuckers yappin'
Like, lil' bitch, you ain't lappin' (Nah!)
Nobody with your trash bars (Yeah!)
You ain't drivin' no 'Rari or Lamb', you drivin' trash cars (Uh!)
Get the fuck out of here, lil' bitch, I'm done (Yeah!)
Don't be mad 'cause you ain't on my level and can't be the one (Damn!)
[Interlude: HouseOnRock]
I really got to, um...
Write something here
The fire alarm is 'bout to go off

[Verse 3: HouseOnRock & Encognito]
Everyone pretending to be something they aren't
Since when was it cool just to break hearts?
This world so evil, the sin's going off the charts
No one has a heart, if they do, it's hard
What are you doing? Don't mean to be rude
Argh, I just really don't get it, do you?
The world is breaking, we should be the glue
God's will is that we be salt on the food
World in shambles, but I got joy in chaos
Getting so tired, man, I need a day off
Turn my anger into lyrics, they my prayers
You a wolf in sheep clothing, I don't need shears
All the danger I see when I'm walking in the 'hood
All these fake people, like, “Bro, are you good?”
You think? No, I'm not and I never ever could
I need Jesus' help, 'cause He understood
Know what I need, a break, not a hol'
Go on, laugh in my face, bring in the LOL (Ha)
But I keep this going, I ain't finna stall
Waiting for an answer, I'll respond to the call
Struggling, Lord, I think I need a sign
I need help, but not from no 999
I got a little light, but I need it to shine
Typing these words up, I been on my grind
Yeah, this is still going on, I'm not gonna stop
Man down, I need a medic, I keep getting shot
Jesus, I need You, my Healer and Rock
I'm not worried 'bout time, not looking at a clock
Bro, can y'all see my frustration? Argh
If life was a game, I'm dealing the cards
Danger all around me, the vipers and sharks
I want to be the light, but all I see is the dark
Can someone relate? (Yeah) Too much on my plate
This life ain't my base, waiting for the gates (Huh?)
I cracked the case so I won't live out a waste (Huh?)
Podium, first place, I won this whole race (Huh?)
I'm outta here (Back in the mix)
[Verse 4: Encognito]
I dropped a whole Genius Album and they ignored it
It's like I ain't put a whole lot of work into it
I guess they deserve bad karma no Intuit (Credit Karma)
But they treat me like I ain't know Streetlights tryna stop me
I won't break down, try me and you get knocked out
So I can transform this beat into a different one
But you missed prime, and I feel like others don't want me to hit mine
I was ignored, what do I need to do to be fine
Do I need to wear expensive clothes, do drugs, drink, act like swine
Go ahead and act like I ain't started this cypher crap up again
Like I ain't know Kedava's good, same goes with Chromo
Genius tryna stop the truth, but too bad I got the hope
Should you dress up as a woman and claim you're a cat (Nope)
I would claim that you are a demonic piece of crap
And I will show peace without a piece, but real rap
And if you sleep on this then I won't just be pissed
I'll be crashing out

[Verse 5: MdrnStNick & Jermainious Cole]
Y'all, hold on
Y'all really wanna talk about some crashing out?
Where was everyone at with the Lia Thomas clout?
Why is the world now yawning at Russia nuking 'Kraine?
Why is everyone okay with killing babies for their brains?
I may not know much, but anger's def' been felt
When I been waiting four years to let my cards be dealt
I wanna be set free, let my voice be heard
And I am built different, I ain't with the herd
"Songs that for real are clean, ain't no damning there?"
"Lyrics that hit so hard, it makes my eyes unclear?"
I don't plan to make music for the sake of bank
Know I'm a simple man, Momma's words in my head
I got a fire so strong, make 'em think it's a tank
All I need is a family, a farm, and the Bread
And I been ready to go off, but I been locked in doubt
So I'ma break though these chains, I'm crashing out (On God)

[Interlude: MdrnStNick]
Ha-ha-ha, ain't nobody gonna like that 2-4 rhyming
Ready to go off Jermainious?

[Verse 6: Jermainious Cole Da 1]
I seem to be honest but at the same time the craziest
I've been wildin' like when The Crown reached 1K views
I think I got a golden ticket like I'm 1K Phew
But why do they claim to be Christian and then go to party
And then they do it next door, let me talk to their Papi
Who is getting drunk with champagne, getting dirty money
And then when he does a bad thing, and now it's funny
When jokes made about when he pulled an A-Minor string
Maybe he was the one who made Jahseh feel the sting
Yeah check his house, like "Crodie go look for da ting"
It's horrible how Christians can think he a king
And a pedo think he safe until his house get shot up
And all of this stuff pisses me off so much
That I wonder if Jesus had actually washed us
Do we even deserve to have this life
Then I remember that he promised us freedom from this hell