(Verse 1)

Kill Beats Thrill Seak
Nerd but I'm from the streets
Bout to lap you rappers welcome to my music track meet
Baton pass hell no yall lookin snail slow
I want some competition but i keep raisin the hurdles
My bars higher flow tighter i'm sharp as barbwire
yall still question yourselves "Mrs. Doubtfires"
But I doubt i miss fire word to Agent Zero
put the pressure on the line Reggie Miller at the free throw
Pace myself forward progression never lateral
tunnel vision I'm focused like photographers on adderall
After all Hollywood's raps new admiral
Incomparable Truth in the booth No parables
Legendary I am Will Superior skill and still ill
Concert Thief put me on bills steal shows for real
Hold the mic for ransom take possession of your fans
Exit stage Left leaving the arena smokin' (cmon)

(Verse 2)

My nights Spotlights
Never leave the limelight
Honestly most of these Houston rappers
dont rock the mic right
Too many Bleek ca-reers not enough Jay-Z's
Their nose stopped up and they cant smell the daises
And just to think they thought my vision was crazy
But directed my film better than Martin Scorsese
Quentin Tarantino and Steven Spielberg
crazy how i spill words and manipulate ill verbs
Park em on tracks for curb side hearing
no stick shift my flow is automatic gearing
and the women stay cheering for my lyric engineering
rated AG all good you say i'm top billing
But dont hurt they feelings cash high as Yao Ming ceiling
rappers hear my music and hide they own like gun concealing
I'm done pretending I aint the best thats an act
You say you wanted more well guess what FLOSS back!