[LIL KYDD]
Mighty brave of you showing your tail

Welcome to your first night in hipster hell

Do you fancy a baseball bat full of nails?

Bam-boom crack ker-splat

top crackers, ol' boy. Kydd's where it's at

Another idiot suffered a head contusion

At the hands of the Kydd you be cruising for a bruisin

[JAMES GOLD]
And amid the confusion we
Capitalize on all they foolery
Usually I
Take the time to clock 88 in a minute
but in the past I took a second just to remember that the world is hours
Away from breaking physics
When it comes to my position
Irrelevant niggas still stay in the frames like Scott Disik

[LIL KYDD]
We're the sickest

If you cross us you get the friction;

Rub you the wrong way with the wickedness of my diction.

How could the high and mighty captain of the wrestling team;

Get suplexed
by the nigga in the spelling bee.

Put the beat in a half Nelson;

The other hand cutting his arms and legs for a pelt skin.

Rip out your intestines and use em for double dutch;

Snatch his girl weave, and weave it into a button up.

Listen to my audio while I'm doing some cardio;

Watch me though rock my new ensemble
like an upper crust.

Turn you to a puff like blossom, bubbles and buttercup;

[JAMES GOLD]
Soundin like jaws this track is too vicious
Dis right here why i resist flickin wrists is the risk worth it
What's a gram to the insta
Only difference is when ya get caught up
it's only insta
gation
No residue or revenue is brought up
I'm underground like bedrock
So when the beat knocks
all these flows i adopt
Go bam. bam
just know i keep it subtle like Barney Rubble
but the trouble is
that they don't run witcha
But they quick to hop up in the whip whitcha
What they want a chain and an overseer too?
With this crabs in a barrel mentality
probably gonna be casualties anyway
And you?

[LIL KYDD]
Nothin, crew

Destroying you little preteens' careers like a Disney sitcom;

You need to getcha bars up or get gone.

Kicks in the joint and the snare on point;

Got a flow so dumb that the mental can play tricks on.

Kings men the Knights and horse gone

Me and the Gold got the katana swords drawn;

Putting y'all in some trouble.
Just like when your mom.

went home entered your room and saw you left the porn on;

I play my monster card in attack stance.

Summon Level 5 Larry with the high top and ninja pants;

[JAMES GOLD]
And apparently they tried raigeki
It don't effect me.
To be honest this a game of chess
i threw chex in the mix
Since
The hunger do be real
But the thirst even realer
So survival just instills the fear that they already feeling
No penicillin to illness
medieval villians to pillage
Villages
when
knights seem limitless
in
their pursuit of killing us
Like its all a business

[LIL KYDD]
Hit the dust

Silliest lyricist
Always wanna piece of us

Better hold young kid with a roach clip

Screw with Rafiki and get dangled off a cliff

I'm to and from the gates of Heaven in one trip

When I fly offa the handle of my handy pen grip

Pinky out with the English brecky in two sips

Watch you fizzle in the summer sunlight while your friends dip

Whether I make beats or lyrics there's no clips

Detention is back in session now gimme your pink slip.

You should've thought before you mouthed off to the Kydd and James clique

You should've hopped off now you're getting the tip drip

And now for the next installment of two men and one spliff

[JAMES GOLD]
Ay yo
Ay yo
Yell out who you wit
There's those who got the flows
And those who stay stagnant
Godzilla in tokyo
breathing fire like a dragon
That and
I might as well just be ...
William Nye teaching these tyrants applied sciences
Fuck a wig I'll have yo atom split
Just to bomb hydrogen
Ions
They scream SOS when they hear the sound Fx
Better yet im F. O. X.
Wit tha fiya fiya

[LIL KYDD]

Fiya!

The young writer
turnin new rappers to bygones

Can you see the world through the other end of my Nikon?

Riding to the crew with the wipers and the brights on

While pedestrian men and women gettin their bike on.

Get out the road or get flattened masterfully

By the almighty wizard of the 312 rap scheme

Apt at talking poetically
not practically

My rhymes are ballzy

I got large testiculars
Gargantuan tanuki

Feather in left hand

Your man'll get to the point quick like I'm perpendicular

I'll grab a spot of tea and hop in my vehicular

Travel across three hoods with the baked goods

Here to beg your girlfriend to stop sending me pics of her

I'm tryna be polite

Don't look at the Kydd he just tryna be nice