I think I'm seeing stuff up in this Cheeba Hut, if you don't know what's up than I suggest you turn the speakers up,
loud as fuck, or loud enough for you to hear it,
Wu-Tang grooves came, Sube brang lyrics,
so basically I'm sayin' random shit to sandwiches,
amateurs can't handle this, I'm shinin' like an amethyst,
rhyming doing damages, I'm hotter than a pan of grits,
but colder than an Otter Pop, I'm squattin' on a potty droppin' plot twists, botch this, you'll never hear my name again,
my belt got notches from strangling the game he's in a zone,
up in Valhalla, where the gods rest,
plod heavy, semi-precious metals on my broad chest,
contest winner, got a kettle full of dinner tea,
on level with divinity, been settled in a trinity,
but every single entity, enemy or friend of me is 'bout to feel the punishment my pen is finna send to these people,
as I reach towards fate when I say this,
spit dank, no shake, First Take, Skip Bayless,
yo put me on your playlist,
I do this every day, kid

<DaDadoh's verse>

Yo, this wack rap's a tangent, back to the focus,
my raps eat beats like a locust,
I spit quality, haters take notice,
got any wack rhymes? Not me, --go fish
I got my own niche, in this so-called life,
I battled strife, but I came out all right,
I'm up all night, rappin' in the moonlight,
I never doubt myself even though you might,
think that I lack the skills and abilities,
but I keep it real even if you not feelin' me,
and I'mma aim high until I hit the ceiling, B,
D-Suber '91 to infinity,
you will remember me