Wait, hold up just a fucking minute, we all don't work for the motherfuckin' senate, I didn't wake up one morning and decide I'm fucking in it, you got proof? Go ahead and fucking send it. Lend it, put it on twitter and fucking trend it. I told you once, all I could do is try to end it. I don't wake up just to lie, just to put on some disguise, to be someone I'm not, to impress some other guy, to get a lotta bread, or to get a little head, I don't do what he said, and I don't go where others have tread. You watched me as I bled, you walked by and you said, good bye but I'm not dead. Their not honest, that I promise, but it doesn't matter cause you're on this, and you keep buying in to what they said, keep eating what you're fed, you can't think on your own, I would say you're brain dead. You take their loan, and follow where you're led, you can't stand in my stead, you stay zoned out, if you can't think, how would you shout? Rambling without meaning is what you're all about, a monument with no clout, no message, you're out, you're small not stout. Please don't cry or pout, that'll cast more doubt. I give up, you've sold out. I may not be 'Ye, and Dhark's not Jay, but we're here to slay, and hey, we've got future pay, I get it, okay, you're a hater? No way! At the end of the day, we don't care what you say, your mind can decay, but ours are here to stay. With that I'm done, the shark Dhark had better just go ahead and start, you thought it was over? Shiiiiit it's just begun.
[Dustin's Verse, Dhark]
Be prepared, you kids that are listening, I’m gonna spit nitroglycerine. You say you’re an innocent Christian but isn’t it a “sin” if you been kissing men? I disagree, still to hell with y’all, If I were gay I’d be the belle of your balls with the way you’re riding everything I do, with the way you think you can join my crew. Step it up, punk, you and other free agents, actin like none of our rhymes even phase em, but secretly, you’re taking notes as if you can be me but even then I’m still the only one that made it. Who would ever think it could be me to take a beat from the elite even when this shit’s not latent, and emcee, in your face like 3-D, just go hard as a mothafucka, recreate it? Enough with the ego, enough with how we flow, what did we do with the cheap one liners? It’s so saturated it should be illegal, bury that shit with the Chilean miners. Too soon? There’s no such thing, we need a solution, peaceful revolution, if we couldn’t find ourselves in evolution, we’ll at least sanitize the over-pollution with the only way we know how, clear the bullshit with a snow plow, show no mercy with my cold style, you should know that I have no soul now! Intimate sentiment isn’t shit to a hit list, you call it wit, I call it lowbrow. Just quit, you saying you’re a fit is equivalent to hitting your head into stone tile. D-Hark and Shipwreck, together we’re Titanic, open our mouths, cause whole panics, spit fire like we’re volcanic. Flaring, shit blaring your ears, no record deals, still ending careers. There’s no need to be defensive, no matter what you say we’ll dismiss it. We don’t need a single sale, we go hard cuz we’re relentless. If you really thought we can’t do shit you wouldn’t be at the end still listening.
