[Hook: Verbal Kent]
Yeah, you think I'm underrated?
You think I'm underrated?
You think I'm under estimating my skill set?
Imagining the many tracks that I haven't killed yet?

[Verse 1: Verbal Kent]
Ayo who question my pace?
We did not slow
Revenge blended in my beat bin bop bo
I control words
I control everything
The Earth bursts
Have dessert with the earthworms
I preserve the culture
I deserve to coach ya
Bob Knight throat culture
A stork and a vulture dated and then they mated
Then meditated for nine months and made it
Tomato thrown at any of the playwright
Dan don't ever play nice
I never enter daylight
Bent to entertain you
Bent to end the day true
Bent to end the tension best bet to send away [?]
Hemmingway [?]
I could hak a lugi that's code word for spit
So [?] elbow
Man hell no I touch rappers, I'm poised
While your songs just touch boys like the voice of Elmo
[Hook] {x2}

[Verse 2: Verbal Kent]
Seek truth, young Skywalker
On the stage with the mic, young Bob Barker
Ante up
Yeah, lamb slaughter they get ran amok
Gargle holy bathwater from the Stanley Cup
Strike you with my hand you get badly cut
Imagine if I used a mallet, that'd be fucked
I should patent this, poetic bar for bar pummeling
That makes packed bars and people start stumbling
I'm dope in the past and future, let it be
The Blake Griffin steroid scandal of 2017
Ha
The best ever it's the head head severer
Y'all Puss-N-Boots, best bed wetterer
Stephen Hawkins him and Helen Keller her
Colder than we were before mammals developed fur
Goosebumps gaining on the faint of heart
Ironic cause I use goose blood to paint the bars

[Hook] [x2]