Verse 1: Hit me first if you ever need a verse. That'll put a beat in a hearse or deep in the dirt. You fighting uphill battles, I can even the turf. Or enlighten little niggaz like the preacher in church. I aint trying to make the people convert, I'm trying to make it do what it do. Few in the crew because it aint too many real niggaz out here pursuing it too. A lot of people only do it for loot, while I'm over here spewing the truth. But I'm guessing that's the way it goes. Pushing through bull shit to make it to the radio. Still kill it underground or label. Every bar profound, niggaz sounding playful. They're all beat and no bars, and swear they go so hard. Until it's going down like the clouds in April. And really don't care if I seem offensive. Cause niggaz couldn't see me if they cleaned their lenses.

Hook: If you ever need bars from the truth then dawg you should call (B. Double O.D.E.R.) You can get it if you want it nigga, fuck your age, what's the name (B. Double O.D.E.R.) Now who's that nigga you can hate but you should never doubt, spell it out (B. Double O.D.E.R.) Yea..I'm the main contender. Just started recording but writing since I can't remember.

Verse 2: You aint even gotta like it but you know what it is. Still doing niggaz cold enough to go in the fridge. Niggaz bars are garbage, better throw on a lid. Cause if they try to play me Ima show them the biz. Use or loose your top. I'll make the punchlines beat that ass until the music stops. To the true lyricists I'm the man to feature. But rapping actors I'm a dude to watch. Never a dude to choose to knock or diss. That'll kick off a lyrical apocalypse. Process it before you start plotting shit. Basically you niggaz better watch your lips. I quit playing with bars, started writing songs. And recording, cause it aint like life is long. Found out that the booth is my type of thrown. So I dedicated my life to the microphone.

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Verse 3: Spell the name out so their never wondering who. In hopes that I can make it worth a duffle or two. Lots of MC's but I only fuck with a few. Because a lot of them just be niggaz with nothing to do. Aint about shit, just lames that want fame. In the Youtube videos waving chum change. The game went from Nas and Hov to Waka. Cause all you niggaz talk about is hoes and choppers. Forgot about the art of rap. Telling your story, making people feel like they're apart of that. Spitting them verbal artifacts. I don't give a damn about what niggaz charge for packs. Fall back, get the fuck up outta here with all that. I do the instrumentals like dinner..y'all snacks. So whether you wanna get destroyed or trying to collab hit ya boy.