And the road gets harder with flow spits
Cause we represent that Kansas City, MO, shit
Double doses, Tech Kalikosis
But ran into a duo that's ferocious
Some of the best two, kill you, no rescue
They say that you gotta spit hot 16's before you step through
And they say everybody, nigga, even Tech do
Now we gotta explain our journey to the Ces Cru
I'm on a pilgrimage to the rhyme Mecca, because I'm Tecca
And this mind left ya, down at the bottom because N9ne's better
And if swines ever find the quest to try and test the cleverness
They in a mess bind and yes I sever decay 'em and define pressure
I'mma spit it for big roars and not a critic whore!
Hit ignore, I got acidic core! In this war you're nada when it pours!
Wanna pla-ay every da-ay, sta-ay for the wa-ay that I spra-ay
Sa-ay, you gotta pa-ay, that's ya-ay and ay-ay
Bumblebee tuna, (*Growl*)
Don't be smelling like it if your under me, rumors
Will begin about you from hung-r-y pumas!
Hoping, wishing, prayin' when you're gonna be sooner
When I'm dead I'mma get up in the head of the nigga that said it
I'm pickin' the lead up, then I wet 'em, look like a predator
I'mma get 'em and let 'em pass, skip the peace it ain't no humble we luna
Moon stricken, rednecks sayin' who them coones rippin'
(Boom!) Pick 'em up
Take 'em off to my land in my van a lot of room, gettin' it in
When I catch my flow tryin' to wake up your style
But you fucked up like, "Uh-oh, I'mma make up for it now"
It's unfair to be such a motherfucking rarity
Beware that we tear many squares if he dares to be a parody
Of this clarity, we bare that we share, swear we need therapy
Prepare to see nare any spared caring is bare-ly there it's unfair
Who are these dudes? We never let in any fools, you know the rules
Kristopher, egotistical, narcissistic with ya!
If they say no then we tell 'em to get up and move we makin' some room!
I heard of these guys, murderous when it comes to scripture
Ubiquitous and Godemis, they Gods to us, we Gods to them
So we meet right in the middle, chew the fat and fry it up a little
And it's unfair, we got their hands in the air
And you can't even get a show
No one cares that your freestyle so rare
But don't nobody can't nobody know
And it's easy for them physical favors
Why y'all just spend all your paper
Breezes bend over the table, tattoo symbols of my label
Driving and trafficking rhymes, tongues sharp as African knives
We what's happening to your wives while you're at nine to fives
You might as well stop rappin' cause it's not happenin' if I stop laughin'
Cause it's too hard to impress just blatant disregard
The Four Horsemen of course we forced to be coarse when
You talkin' taller when y'all getting the short end!