[Verse 1: David Twist]
Real sh*t, no gimmicks, I come with that blitzkrieg when I rhyme
I’m the tank spittin’ bombs with my goons right behind
And that air support lookin’ out, that’s the gods
Gave the white kid a chance in the game, what’s the odds?
Heard something like me? Never even
I’m leavin’ rappers beaten, chew him up, then spit him out, ‘cause he ain’t got no season
My bars could bring these industry plants to death
You said you highkey dope? You motherf*ckers tone deaf
You think I can’t f*ck with whoever? Put your money up
I’ll damage any rapper, my partners might leave 'em bloodied up
Word is bond, I Put It On like Lamont Coleman
And leave these garbage rappers on the street with no clothing
You best be hoping I don’t hear about you borrowing Twist sh*t
Already ended one career, don’t be the following victim
Addicted to writtens, I’m feelin' those symptoms
Haven’t dropped in a minute, I think I’m feelin’ dope sickness
I rap circles ‘round these squares, soon to be copping diamonds
These f*cking triangle puppets all think they’re on, but they’re dying
I don’t bang, but yo lil’ act is see through, brotha
You say you’s a Crip rapper? OK, C, here’s my Thunder
A Warrior rapper, I’m bringing Heat like the Suns
I be buzzing like Hornets, call me LeBron with these puns
A King, keep it a Buck like Milwaukee
If L.A. lakes would freeze up, then I’d be spitting ‘bout hockey
I be flaco like Rocky with bars big body like Chevy
You a twin with the potty, I’m better than you at 20
And your album be flopping, but every song of mine deadly
Overall your sh*t donkey, I’m one of the greatest already
Clout chasing for clicks because your marketing blows
Tryna go viral ‘cause your music got no talent to show
Get the f*ck up off the mic if you unable to spit
That’s why I pass it quick to No1 ‘cause he hit you like this
[Verse 2: No1MC]