[Chorus: Sir Soaked]
They love to hate us, can't congratulate us
Never heard of Menace? Well, 'llow me to educate ya
We like a printer the way we put stuff to paper
We get them hunnids and never do have to pay up
No matter what, we taking it how it comes
Everywhere in the city, they showin’ love
Tell your friends, family, anyone
That we dem ones, yeah, we dеm ones

[Verse 1: Mr. Menace]
Ain't no sweat or no stress whеn I be flexin' on the beat
Tongue sharp just like a blade, choppin' syllables with heat
Competitors retreat when I speak, it's all elite
You speak with poor grammar, my thoughts will sure slam ya
Your bars just don't move me like Thor's hammer
Infinite ammo, my pen never dry
Vocabulary deep, you could swim inside my mind
Rhyme schemes intricate cause of thoughts I weave
Every punchline hits to the gut, they can't breathe
It sucks to be them and it sucks they won't succeed
Every word that I spit is like a torch
They try to bite my style, but they can't stand the scorch
No ghostwriters, 'cause it's all from the mind
Infinite potential with every line I design
I shift paradigms, I redefine the times
We dem ones rentin' that space that's in your mind
[Chorus: Sir Soaked & Mr. Menace]
They love to hate us, can't congratulate us
Never heard of Menace? Well, 'llow me to educate ya
We like a printer the way we put stuff to paper
We get them hunnids and never do have to pay up
No matter what, we taking it how it comes (How it comes)
Everywhere in the city, they showin’ love (Showin' love)
Tell your friends, family, anyone (Anyone)
That we dem ones (We dem ones)
Yeah, we dem ones

[Verse 2: Sir Soaked]
It's ten different ways I could kill you without a nine
My banging beats, air tight flows, or maybe rhymes
Eight bars right through your soul, then multiply
Seven kicks leave mighty bruises upon your eyes
Hi-hat piercing like I'm wielding six swords
Tally up the score, I'm putting numbers on the boards
Five's of Eli's beats booming through the speakers
It's my lifelong mission to leave these haters' ears bleeding
It's so many different ways I could kill you without a four
For real, I pull up to your home and kick in the door
They wanna see you poor when you tryna get a fortune
Don't waste no time on things that ain't of importance to me
My villainous schemes, the ill in these schemes
They say all good things come three-fold, just like my album cycle
I did it again, no doubt I'm the M
A-N, I wish you'd try and talk smack
N***as rap clumsy, got that two left feet flow
And can't hear theyself, tone-deaf like Chino
If I blow, promise I won't get no ego
Ayo, stop frontin' like you run the East Coast
All these cornballs should go 'head and walk the plank
Born suburban, but you 'rappin like you in a gang
I ain't even tryna hate, I just feel bad for you, son
Don't need a belt or a trophy to tell I already won, dang
[Chorus: Sir Soaked & Mr. Menace]
They love to hate us, can't congratulate us
Never heard of Menace? Well, 'llow me to educate ya
We like a printer the way we put stuff to paper
We get them hunnids and never do have to pay up
No matter what, we taking it how it comes (How it comes)
Everywhere in the city, they showin’ love (Showin' love)
Tell your friends, family, anyone (Anyone)
That we dem ones (We dem ones)
Yeah, we dem ones