[Skit: AM & L-V]
AM: Yo, L-V?
L-V: Yo, what's good man?
AM: Get on this beat and rip this sh** up?
L-V: Ahhgh, I'm not ready for it
AM: Get on the mic and rip this sh** up
L-V: I don't know man, I can't do it
AM: Get on the mic and rip this sh** up!
L-V: Alright, alright alright. Just play the beat then
[Verse: L-V]
Just give me a brilliant offer of a million dollars
And I be willing to conquer atop these silly impostors
And diligently prosper with this ability to fit in these proper
Words like I'm building a lettering crossword
I be k**in' your concerts after stealin' your converts
You can catch me back of the kitchen whippin', my sk**, it is hotter
I'm serving dishes of meals that I vomited
So I can sicken the women, men, and chidren within continents ah
You're in the turbulence. I'm stirring up whirlwinds
From being impertinent with these words, I'm verbally murderin'
I will leave you mind f**ed, permanent, I'm in it
Per minute 'til times up, you won't ever forget it
I'm representin' wit' a pen that I'm pinning down, and depending
On every penny that's pending, I'm selling out independent
Inventing and venting a vibe from divine intervention
Investing all this time into lines on a high extension
You may be shocked but, I'm here to electrocute you
I'll roast ya' darker than f**ing doo doo, oops
[Outro: L-V]
You rappers ain't worth sh**
Who the f** invited this circus?
I swear man, yo
Yeah, it's L-V, I'm out