(Intro)
Kevin Hart:
Everybody's doing what they think people wanna hear
I'm raw from the streets!
Six bars, six bars
Interviewer: Okay, gimme the six bars
Kevin:
In the gym, on a weight lifting machine
I'm like what? got a gun in my hand?
What you see? A bullet
In yo face! Yeah, could of k**ed you but I pulled it
Back
Now what we back on track
Track two is the one that I thought we were gonna do
I seen you, dude! Either you get it or don't
What you say? Uh oh!
Yeah, you won't (Uh, that's, that's...)
Come man, bars, dude, we real here man
(Verse)
Real n-words back it up
Homeboy on the rise up
Cup the hand and let 'em know wa**up
Back hand the blackman and let him know
He ain't that homie who got a plan unless you been
Wrapping with one foot and one hand
Managing to be a beast over all rhyme schemes
Sinister mister off his flippin' kisser
Words can't express unless I ride a Panda
The bless kids are missin' it like the Torah
Bogus with some yogurt and spoon
Acting like a gangsta goon in the room
Dressed in a bowtie and lookin' fly
Ride or die, plastic trilla
Ride or die, failure stripper
Rada rada, yada yada
Talkin' that ish like blah blah blah blah
This rap thing is useless unless you make nothin' of it
I'm not doing it, I'm cussin' it
Like that wiley Fox whose abusin' it
Trip 7 with lead making your brain hemorrhage
Destroying buildings like landscape damage
My world is full of twists and turns
Wonderland raps are what make A&R's churn
Double Bubble in the girlys mouth
Ounce and Ounce, her rack amounts
Whoops almost went too zany
I just went crazy, Billy and Mandy
A beast like Leviathan and still small to the size of HIM
Ricochet lines that smack you back
Up and down, beat slap, trap that
Mummy please save me, British lad age 23
Follow me, savvy?
I sound so moleculed and corrected
Misdirected and collected
One of the same who listens
Gibberish from the spasmatic
ATV's burnin' sand, automatic
Beast mode from the chief code and speech low
Ba** town and actin' like J Dilla, Come Home
Sebajun is Tetsujin
Metal Giant, One of them
2 masters who are Nameless
k**ing spree, famous
(Outro)
Interviewer:
Uh, yeah, I see the blood from here, man
Kevin:
7 Bars!
Interviewer:
Yeah. 7 bars, you don't---
Kevin:
Got my shirt off in the studio because I don't care
What you say beware? I don't wear underwear (Whoa)
I got boxers on, because I'm a man
My thang sweep far like the motherland (Oh, wow)
You don't see it then get it man, I'm trick in this man! (Whoa, man)
Mothaf**a's in the studio and I light these jiggas man! (Whoa, whoa!)
Interviewer:
Drop, you know we live on the air man! That's like a three hundred, five hundred dollar---
Kevin:
Then dump it, man
Interviewer:
Alright
Kevin:
Dump it, I got the money
Interviewer:
It's just when you picked it up, I saw them scissors, I got a... I got a little nervous right now, man
Kevin:
It's cold in here
Interviewer:
(Starts laughing as it fades)