(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)