[Verse 1: Solace]
I'm true, fuck no I ain't no racist, no making fun of slaveships,
That's weak, and honestly I know what pain is, wish I could erase it,
I take this constant hating and spit it back so now I'm feeling weightless,
Back at faggots like you, just an example of what a waste of space is,
I'm a little Rakim in training, it seems that my talent, you crave it,
To get up onto my level, you gotta somehow sneak your way in,
Just fucking name it, I've won every "e-beef" that I've played in,
If this were weed smoking contest I'd be the only one blazing,
Pretending your famous, as if ya lame hits have been on a playlist,
Just a gay bitch writing the same shit. Just wondering, ain't it,
A bitch when ya outwitted by a kid, sir I can guess you hate it,
Face it, you ain't sick, you're simply basic when you say you lace it,
Jeez, my first piece I ever wrote is obviously better than your latest,
Amazin', you're the best...Oh wait yeah, best at being the fakest,
I'll rip out your fucking eyes, then I'll sew them to your anus,
So I can show you the shit your wackass drops on a regular basis.
[Chorus: Solace]
Love rapping and bashing massive fractions while laughing,
Our actions have massive passion, while most others lack it,
Drastic yet fantastic, a simple yet lyrical spastic asskick,
Fuck suicide,we already mastered The Art of Dying like Cashis.
[Verse 2: AliJack]
I'm continuously prevailing. your rap shit? keep it on the low
you're trailing, behind, flailing, while I'm leading every row,
section and column, your faces look solemn,
you just wack I'm right on top of rap, you still at the bottom,
I flow like clear rivers, Down ya spine i send you chills and shivers,
I'm invincible, I'm just convinced you've never met the illest
from the D X B, I'm an eMC,
fuck a square, i bet I'm fresher than the prince of Bel Air
I'd rather take a crap while I'm skinny dippin',
than listen to your wack rap, you're shittier than ass crack,
I sense a bad verse approachin' with all 5 of my senses
I play offensive, while your starin', then fuck up your lenses
I'm a dope fiend, Smoke the mic with vengeance, and then some
then son, I eat up competition like dim sum
By the time I'm done pickin' a rapper out of my teeth
I'm approached by the next vegan trynna test the chef's Beef
[Chorus: Solace]
Love rapping and bashing massive fractions while laughing,
Our actions have massive passion, while most others lack it,
Drastic yet fantastic, a simple yet lyrical spastic asskick,
Fuck suicide, we already mastered The Art of Dying like Cashis.