(Kevin Kross)
I was ripping the mic when I had a backpack in the back of the bus with a black lead pencil,
And the mental capacity to write facts and attack,
And I,
Didn't need a lot of metaphors,
Got delivery like force of a Jedi,
When I got bored,
I would entertain with anything around me that I could afford,
(Not much)
Tapping a couple of pens on the table with the rhythm and the head nod,
I knew what I wanted to be,
But the "Popular" people thought I was a fraud,
Now I keep reminiscing on them days,
I'm contemplating,
Debating whether I should call them up and make a statement,
Bout how I see them now with a picket fence and lots of babies,
I bet they look at me and think I must be fucking crazy,
For chasing dreams around the clock and never settling down,
Some instrumentals in my pocket with a beat that pounds,
So I don't wanna give it to you any other way but my poetic side,
You keep pretending because who you are you can't decide,
You better hide,
Run,
Duck or do something,
Burn away them pages,
You ain't worthy of the beats you bumping,

(Chorus)
EVERY TIME I STEP UP IN THE BOOTH
I GET A LITTLE BIT BETTER
NO COMPETITION FROM THE
SMALL TIME PRETENDERS
I DON'T DROP IT OFF THE TOP
BUT WHAT I SCRIBBLE ON THIS PAGE
WILL HAVE YOU RUNNING CUZ YOU
(Clap Clap Clap Clap)
I DON'T FAKE IT CUZ I CAN'T
I MAKE IT MORE MAGNIFICENT BY THE MINUTE
WHILE I MOVE ON THE MASTER PLAN
SO TAKE THIS WARNING
DON'T BE SILLY WITH THEM LILLY RHYMES
KEEP ON PRETENDING WITH IT
ONE DAY YOU'LL BE SMALL TIME

(Sheisty Khrist)
You're all pretenders,
All agendas,
What ya'll call tremendous,
I call pretentious,
Small, horrendous,
I smash through all your fences,
Crawl your trenches,
To all defenses,
Leave ya'll defenseless,
Mauled, senseless,
My claws are vicious,
I'm auspicious,
Capricious,
Odd,
I see you listless,
This Ulysses,
I'm not here to grant you wishes,
Man this is,
Me back on my bullshit,
Horace Grant swishes, yeah,
Just stop pretending,
Ya'll stopped to blend in,
They playing flop though,
You popped a tendon,
Forgot to bend em,
If our hands lock I end em,
Use a hand lock chop,
Horrendously offend em,
Break, rend, upend em,
Mend em,
Spot the remnants,
Let's not condemn it,
That glass ceiling got a rock and a rocket in it,
Might find a cage though,
They can never lock me in it,
Pop lock rock rock rock rock rockin it

(Chorus)
EVERY TIME I STEP UP IN THE BOOTH
I GET A LITTLE BIT BETTER
NO COMPETITION FROM THE
SMALL TIME PRETENDERS
I DON'T DROP IT OFF THE TOP
BUT WHAT I SCRIBBLE ON THIS PAGE
WILL HAVE YOU RUNNING CUZ YOU
(Clap Clap Clap Clap)
I DON'T FAKE IT CUZ I CAN'T
I MAKE IT MORE MAGNIFICENT BY THE MINUTE
WHILE I MOVE ON THE MASTER PLAN
SO TAKE THIS WARNING
DON'T BE SILLY WITH THEM LILLY RHYMES
KEEP ON PRETENDING WITH IT
ONE DAY YOU'LL BE SMALL TIME

(Kevin Kross)
Just what the fuck do I hear coming from your truck?
That poppy combobulation,
You should put your windows up,
You a pup and it's a dogs game,
Barking while you run a muck,
Acting up agressive,
Boy go ahead and "Knuck if you buck",
My rage is ripping rhymes you redundant cluster "duck",
You can just auto correct it,
"Checkin" now go head and "cluck",
You suck suck,
Now I think you can tuck tuck,
Just keep it hush,
They'll find you stuck stuck,
Run out of luck,
I got a suggestion,
Take a trip out west and kick it with them other hipster boys of fuckery,
I'm guessing that they stressing,
About some nonsense,
It's so foolish that they pressing this obsession,
You ain't seen a real oppression,
Here's a lesson for you babies acting lazy in a hazy room complaining,
People put they life out on the line,
They separating,
If you feel like they owe you,
Hope you suffocating,
Flailing under water while the workers wading man,
Now watch me yooooouuuu

(Chorus)
EVERY TIME I STEP UP IN THE BOOTH
I GET A LITTLE BIT BETTER
NO COMPETITION FROM THE
SMALL TIME PRETENDERS
I DON'T DROP IT OFF THE TOP
BUT WHAT I SCRIBBLE ON THIS PAGE
WILL HAVE YOU RUNNING CUZ YOU
(Clap Clap Clap Clap)
I DON'T FAKE IT CUZ I CAN'T
I MAKE IT MORE MAGNIFICENT BY THE MINUTE
WHILE I MOVE ON THE MASTER PLAN
SO TAKE THIS WARNING
DON'T BE SILLY WITH THEM LILLY RHYMES
KEEP ON PRETENDING WITH IT
ONE DAY YOU'LL BE SMALL TIME