(Verse I)
your rap style yells "mark," shelve it (yep)
all rise in the presence of dark helmet (yep)
fed on the head of the veteran, not shellfish
getcha shit wrecked, you'll get better--i'm not selfish
you're not l, kid (nope) you're not elvis (nope)
think that your shit'd be better in not-elvish
the skin of the serpent is not shedded, yet (bet)
shorty said the kielbasa be knock nevis (nice)
eminent! medicated heads stay celibate
#relevant, make 'em spray effluents
(represent) yankee, so the papes display president
hell, i came to crossfade, stayed to lay testaments that make 'em say "excellent"
pay to play? heck with it
exit with some technical records and stay the best at it
had a formula but now i'm tryna mess with it
zach's just a ninety-nothing rap production revenant
death, war, pestilence, musta set a precedent
(seconded) 'cept for spits, i ain't tryna rest a bit
pesky kids better check the messenger they're messing with
as presently they're set against a vet and his confederates (bet)
check the penmanship--letter forms elegant
meta-spits, ferret out the messy shit and shed it quick
your raps is hella sad, i ain't got a head for sentiment
and heck if you offended i ain't said it for your benefit
venemous

(Hook)
blinkin on your fink squad (no clip)
slinkin with the KRINK mop (no shit)
thinkin imma ink more spits in a dope script
i ain't tryna get no crits (no shit)
i got the cream bills (more chips)
yall rappers cream-filled (hostess)
now i'm tryna shrink more kids and associates
than the bro rick (oh shit) no shit

(Verse II)
do it up, one same take--no edits (bet)
chuck em in the river--rap game yoheved (bet)
reddit rap wack that's lame so dead it (bet)
predicate: step it up, lame--pro-ked it (yep)
fakes hoseheaded, eh? bet! little doubt, right?
bark, bite...yall are like the beaters with the loud pipes (yikes)
'round mics, i ain't fiend to give you soundbites
never from-the-hip shit, ziegler lookin down sights (prapp)
fuck with that! finna cop a bucket hat
i awno what number track i'm crushin
but it's somethin that'll rumble til your sub'll crack
coupled with my cruddy raps
i don't even understand the subtlety of brother zach
(wack) what's the fun in that?
run it back and study that
come back when you've mastered just a fraction of our fuckin craft
ziegler!
...yall don't know either

(Hook)