[Verse 1: M-TRI] Ayyo, I eat, sleep, and sh** rap, put on a beat and sit back Spit facts and rip wax with no needles or slipmats My sharp wordplay could be the start of an emergency Turn of the century performing open-heart surgery The doctor's taking orders. I'm stopping and locking borders Those plotting on blocks and corners'll be forgotten authors Forced to turn a page, I'll burn a page while you hold a page And then I'll take you on a trip through hip hop's Golden Age Colder days and hotter nights got me amped to rock the mic At random, I'll stop and jot and write [?] of advice I'll rap for Brooklyn, good-looking women, and moms cooking Underground cats that love rap and got shoes, but these Drug emcees, thug emcees, and party emcees Bullsh**, wannabe gangsters that's hardly emcees We separated by six degrees, but y'all still ain't sh** to me This industry is full of lies like American history The best has yet to come. No stressing, son. We making it happen Taking the challenge in this uphill battle, I'm most thankful To Blowout for supplying this, putting M-TRI in this One love to DP and Xplore, Turntable Anihilists [Bridge 1: Kim] Deez nuts cumming in your mouth Cumming in your mouth. I said: Deez nuts. Deez nuts Cumming in your mouth. Cumming in your mouth [Verse 2: Kim] You see me one day, walk the other way I'm tired of hearing you and all the bullsh** you say Trying to put me down and love to see me frown But that's alright ‘cause I ain't no clown Gonna be bigger than life Overcome adversity and strife All the lessons I learned, I know it'll be Alright. Uh huh So I only have this as it rolls off my lips Deez nuts cumming in your mouth