[Verse 1: HYDRA MANE]
I CANT RELATE TO YOU SUCKAS
CAUSE I WAS RAISED IN THE TENNESSEE
SO FIRST OFF FUCK YOU AND YOUR CLICK FULL OF LIES
THEY SAY THEY’RE REALLY BOUT IT BOUT IT
BUT I SEE ‘EM CRYIN
JUST LIKE A HOE YALL STAY ON TWITTER TALKIN ALL THAT SHIT
I GUESS YOU CHANGED AND DONE WENT SOFT
WELL THATS A SHAME TRICK
THESE HYPOCRITICAL RAPPERS THEY THINK THEY CAME UP WITH SOMETHING ORIGINAL BUT EVERYTHING YOU MAKE IS RIPPED FROM OTHERS
YOU CLAIM A DIFFERENT RACE IS STEALIN ALL YOUR SOUNDS BUT IF YOU EVER PAYED ATTENTION
THE TRUTH IS NOBODY CARES ABOUT THE COLOR
THE MUSIC THAT YOU MAKE IS YOUR LEGACY
NOT THE PERSON THAT YOU TRY TO
PORTRAY
ON SOCIAL MEDIA
THE ONLY THING YOU’VE “PIONEERED”
IS MAKIN SHITTY VOCALS ON TOP OF BEATS THAT ARE MOSTLY JUST BORING CLONES OF OLDIES
AND STILL YOU SEEM TO HAVE THE NERVE TO SAY YOU RUNNIN THINGS
THOSE COUPLE PLAYS THAT YOU HAVE ARE FROM SIMPLY ACTIN FAKE
BUT KEEP ON GAWKIN ON THE NET LIKE A BITCH
AND YOU GON’ FIND MY FUCKIN FOOT RIGHT UP YOUR ASS
I’M READY TO BUCK YA DEAD

[Verse 2: BAKER]
Deep in the honeycomb Nashville is where I be
Buck with my brothers creepin heavy in that Tennessee
You fuck with me I put that fist to ya dome
Leave ya leaking send ya home
Like the pussy that your known
Most just like to talk that shit
Quick to run off at the mouth but face to face you just a bitch
So gone snivel with ya funky ass
Hate to see these playas crash
Never will this mobbin end the trios built to last
The courage of man when he’s filled with the substance of liquid which makes him feel fearless
Spittin in ya fuckin face kick ya while your on the ground
Makes me sick to my stomach when I see the world around
There’s is no compition when ya stepping up I wish ya try ya luck
I’m pissed and now I’ve had enough
Break you down the underground where I’m aiming head first
Taking on all opponents bet we catchin Fire first