Detz Verse:

Go ahead and tell everyone that your dick's bigger than mine
Like the United States standing next to Lichtenstein
But if you really want to talk about a better emcee
Get your passport, cause you're coming to my country
And I'm coming to yours cause I've got something to give em
A little white boy with a whole lotta rhythm
Within him and in a minute he'll spit it sicker than
shittin and when he's finished you'll wish that this minute was infinite
A punch line? Yeah, you bet I got one
Battling me is like playing roulette with a shotgun
And when you're done I'll take a shot from the shell
A little rums got me spitting flames hotter than hell
You couldn't even flow on a stage with Eddie Vedder
I bet that Stephen Hawking could probably rap better
So, before I continue I want you to know this
I won't mention your name so they don't know you exist
now I'm raining down on you, are you feeling under the weather?
I'm a rap boss hand in your resign letter
Cause I design lines, that's finer than Calvin Klein
And my mind shines bright, kinda like, the einstein
And you're five times whiter than the guys ridin the pine
And I find you're kinda like a vile of fine wine
But I'm not talkin about a bottle some dude cherishes
Forgotten piece of shit on the rack when the dude perishes
I'm the king, you're not even the pharaoh's kid
I'm taking you to school, no shot you'll do what Ferris did
Can't reach the moon, yet you're mentioning stars?
When I picture you, I see a turd benchin the bar
You're weak shit! Of course you'll boast you're dope
So here's the adhesive portion to a post-it-note
Write all of your good lines, there's more than enough room
And go stick it to the wall of your rap career tomb.
Bitch.

Kake Verse:

killa kake, golden state, californication
packin all my shit up hit the road and tour the nation
big boss talkin you aint in the conversation
cuz im livin in a city that you go to on vacation
Detz is so Philly like Shane victorine
got a smokin flow so addictive like nicotine
i want a bad chick with nice hair,
yeah but downstairs she is mista clean
you think rumpleminz is listerine,
til you drink a fifth of it, pass out and you piss ya jeans
angelica shit, bitch the kid is mean
when i punch u in the teeth, you can kiss the ring
i murder every single fuckin thing that i rap on
you can get smacked in the back with a black strap on
while getting crapped on, toss a lit match on
pourin all the gas on, but i left the cap on
Lucky for you, but you are a fan of cocks still
jackass rappers, so i call 'em bam and knoxville
why i rap? i need an outlet like Rockvale
in the whip doin donuts, nuff to get a cop killed
ya girl wanna spoon like a dude with some heroin
somethin in the way that she moves, call me harrison
hoes would never dare, i am rare no comparison
take a walk in my shoes, but im choosin what pair its in