(Nicky Trakks / Verse 1)

My flow is the sickest, so $#&@ how you're feeling, my Lord is my witness.

I spit religious, no Christian.
I spit it, they sit up, no fitness.
So get up and live it, it's real %#@!.

It's 716 and Big Tim in the building, we're raising the ceiling, so "hi" to the haters, that's why we're the realest, yeah..

We hold these truths, to be self evident.

Which means we tell the truth, no matter what the question is.
We paid our dues, now we really f*cking wrecking sh*t.
I reckon kid, you getting to stepping, no exceptions, b*tch! (yeah)


And the quicker they climb, the quicker they fall.
Sickest of rhymes, sicker than all. Sick of the lies, sick of them all. (ha)

And you losers and judas's on some sewer sh*t, the newest sh*t is really how we doing it.

Influenced by the truest, we prove it with loose lips off a loose leaf.

No dutchie, but trust me, I'm blunted, I love it, it's lovely.
When you coming from nothing to something you wanted that's costly.
Get up off me, never touch me, yeah.


(Kevin Bennett / Verse 2)


Back on the flow, no otter, (*##$.
Bad to the bone, like shattered hips.
I'm so sick, you're gonna need an antidote on this sh*t.


I needed fame, so I called in Tim.
We heat the game with our malicious spits.

So peep the name, it's my militia, kid.
Get it, ain't nobody that we ain't iller than.


I'm flyer than the fl(ew)u.
Higher than the moon.
I'm a lion in the booth,

'cause I'm killing ante-loops.

I $$#ume, you don't think that I have anything else left to prove.

Well, I'm smooth,
No Gillette and I bet I get that I get her in the mood.
Kevin Bennett never give a %#@! about a hater, we done made it but nobody

Ever really wants to play it.
Enter in the game and ill be killing all the realest.
I'll be Reala killa, reala deala.


Sicker than syphillys, iller than anything you can imagine
So name it I win it, I bring it, delivery, in the vicinity

Spitting to kill it and feeling no sympathy, (*##$ I be gone.

So I guess, I will be back another day.

Just like some rain, I make it flood, you'll have to pull the drain.
I'm everything you f*cking hate.
DMG, we don't play. Though we out to run the game..


(Hook)


All these rappers claiming that they famous.
But truth be told, ain't nobody know the name.
Ya'll be tripping, cause you're fiction and you're nameless.

It's DMG and we 'bout to run the game.

Everywhere we go they know the name. (yeah)

Everywhere we go they know the motherf*cking name, yeah.
Everywhere we go they know the name. (they do)
Everywhere we go they know the motherf*cking name, yeah.