[Verse 1]
My mouth is like a shotgun, giving MCs these lyrical slugs
k**ing each one of them who wanna act like thugs
Straight out of Worthdale, a psychopath lyrical genius
On the mic, I'm nefarious
Eat these MCs alive like I'm the predator
It's Brother Season Muzik aka the Undertaker
I ain't no joke like I'm Rakim
My lyrical style is raw, dirty and grim
Jimmy Freeze on loose, spitting that glacier
Bout to bum rush the whole cypher
When I enter the stage, I murder the microphone
Like George Thorogood, I'm bad to the bone
Sub-Zero, freezing these MCs to d**h
Mess with me, I'm a lyrical megad**h
Drastically, I'm not one of a kind
Why, cause I'm on the N.C. State of Mind
[Chorus]
One time for my dogs up in Raleigh
One time for my dogs up in Dreamville
One time for my dogs up in Durham
One time for my dogs up in Asheville
One time for my dogs up in Greensboro
One time for my dogs up in Garner
One time for my dogs up in Worthdale
One time for the North Cakalaka
[Verse 2]
Highly anticipated, lyrically acclaimed preacher
Known as the Carolina Slugger
The KZA, causing damage on the microphone
I be shining, like my brother, Tiree's birthstone
When I spit, I bring the ruckus to the show
Coming out with an experimental flow
I'm just an MC with sophisticated bars
I get wild like Slash play his guitar
I create mad history with this rhyming scheme
I'm too logic, to be in the mainstream
Rapping this poetic morphology
My lyricism is mad heavy duty
Hear my voice, it's full of aggression
Blow up the industry like I'm a cannon
I told y'all, I'm not one of a kind
Why, cause I'm on the N.C. State of Mind
[Chorus]
One time for my dogs up in Raleigh
One time for my dogs up in Dreamville
One time for my dogs up in Durham
One time for my dogs up in Asheville
One time for my dogs up in Greensboro
One time for my dogs up in Garner
One time for my dogs up in Worthdale
One time for the North Cakalaka
[Verse 3]
You know Brother Season Muzik, from the underground, we keep it hardcore
You will never win the battle and the war
Listen to the lyric metaphor
So what's up kid, I'll give you more, more, more
I be kicking mad rhymes like I'm in the kung-fu flicks
I be slamming like Onyx
Microphone checker, Worthdale's kahuna
So ill, make these MCs feel like they got amnesia
Rat-a-tat-tat on ya wiggity wiggity wack MCs
Got the lyrical superpowers in me
I'm the infamous hip-hop terrorist
Don't forget, I always be the illest, the realest
I'm ice cold, like I'm 3000
One day, you will look at me like I'm a legend
I'm not one of a kind
Why, cause I'm on the N.C. State of Mind
[Chorus]
One time for my dogs up in Raleigh
One time for my dogs up in Dreamville
One time for my dogs up in Durham
One time for my dogs up in Asheville
One time for my dogs up in Greensboro
One time for my dogs up in Garner
One time for my dogs up in Worthdale
One time for the North Cakalaka
One time for my dogs up in Raleigh
One time for my dogs up in Dreamville
One time for my dogs up in Durham
One time for my dogs up in Asheville
One time for my dogs up in Greensboro
One time for my dogs up in Garner
One time for my dogs up in Worthdale
One time for the North Cakalaka