[Lynn Lyon: Verse 1} I'm lyrically inclined and defined By my rhymes My flow is so f**ing k**er Guess you could say its a crime Me my n***as going do the time Putting in the work, until it hurts To make sure we don't f** the grind I'll be the last one who won't be first I have major Pa**ion with thirst I feel I'm breaking the curse Keep rapping till my lungs burst With no shoes and no shirt Like this my final rebirth Into the music My noteworthy influence The difference is depending on How I'm wanting to use it [Chorus: Kaden Butler] Gotta pick up the pen To fill it all in Gotta pump in the sound To make it all go around Put some thought into the rhymes Make it flow hm [Lynn Lyon: Verse 2] I'm feeling stupid and on the verge To spit and splurge To buy all the bullsh**, if the bullsh** was words They try to draw a N in so they Can split and swerve, hit then curve For no reason like that's what he deserve They feeding a n***a and It's only lies they serve Like if someone asked me about 2-16(2016) I'd say it's the year I turned 15 So many people dissed me and Tried to go against me And now I'm wishing, that I could just go fishing Stay surrounded by real animals Who lie with a sideways face Because they have no other decision Unlike those who's able to lie And look me straight in the eye Your Lower than the lowest bottom feeder And that's including the fishes you f**ing b**hes Forget being Savage this sh** that I spit Is gonna be more than just f**ing vicious [Chorus: Kaden Butler & Lynn Lyon] Gotta pick up the pen To fill it all in Gotta pump in the sound To make it all go around Put some thought into the rhymes Make it flow hm [Verse 3: Kaden Butler] You're going down, down Cause when you hear this sh** You know my lyrics are profound now The music is f**ing k**er The cursing is heala (Lynn) So f** you n***a! We don't rap to beats But when you are a culturisic hip hop duo People begin to say racist things We need your attention Cause this song is about to get ironic And I'm the first to rap on it Nah, I have a nickel and a dime Give you a split second, you ask why? I keep the nickel but throw the dime Cause a needle can slide through the motherf**in eye Hm, I get my pa**ions from the Book Jesus Christ told me to write the hook And He brought Lynn and I together like he would