[Verse 1: Jack The Spitter] (I do it) b**h i ain't new to this, but i ain't familiar with The b**hes and the label sh**, you try to label this? Spitter acquit the rap game i make sense No money, hungry still, nothing pills can't fix I'm crazy as sh**, just check the number on my wrist I think i'm at like 13, another check f** the plumbers, i'm the real bummer, flushing out sh** I cleanse clans of their wackness with a mic whip I never meant to come off as braggadocios I got low self worth spit stink, halitoses-ridden sink Throwing up every night, too much drink Too much weed, too much things, keeping jack away from dreams From the bathroom floor it's like i see it all The tile tat on my face show how i'm feeling ugh I never rapped for the pay, keep it all Out my face, need a new tape, living for rates And the chains, it's degrading And yeah i'm looking to invest, i ain't complaining i'm only saying That the complacency of every wannabe on every station Giving kids, like me, the drive, is now a damn myth Wanna spit wanna make money quick Want to make mama proud with a hit, but it's not so simple Can i live? Get your stuff in a box, i'm fired from the real world Okay when fires' in my vox I'm stupid as sh**, but keep the game on lock I'm trying not to spit, for now jackson just want to talk I want to disregard whether i'm made or i'm not And excel to the point the drop feel longer than the top I want to know i've made it, want to hear the applause Want to feel what real fame is, yes lord Want my spirit to be bigger than the stacks or the frauds Because in the end, the money ima burn before i'm gone And i don't rap (I do it) [Verse 2: Jakob] I'm so used to watching Girls dancing for the hell of it In need a fine girl Maybe even a chobit Biting down quicker Soul eater swallowing whole Pieces of sushi for later Leave her knees weaker than sneakers Now hold up give me a sec Having hot s** to BECK Spending time with her Longer than I spend my checks Smoking my cigarettes And if you couldn't tell I'm fast and high tech I'm Ghost in the shell I hope you've enjoyed The sick rhymes I deploy Gotta catch a plane I'll See ya later space cowboy Spit rhymes thicker than blood Plus the tension is crud Get b**hes for just Being above And while I might of been dazed By a similar phrase The tension I've raised Am I lost or is my spirit away And there's a lot of fruits in my basket Hatchet lyrics just shut up and Pa** it, a cig That I match with And while I'm darker than black I could chow down Smoking down sacks With ramen 1 and a half I'm all that And while I'm stuck in the past Had to get it off my chest Puttin magic in rhymes Full metal alchemist Ride her like the seas Going sailor as the moon Got a girl I even f** with Firestart a takune About girls in uniform I know they take it far Floatin through the sky I need a lucky star