[Verse 1: Kaysinners]

We gonna set it like this. Full blown, full beat packing. When money comes through man I'm always stacking and rapping. How on earth these artists start slacking? If I was signed I'll give shows for free, cause money ain't a thing if you ain't happy. And you won't have fans if you don't build trust. Still rapping like the 90s cause to me that's a must. And always fucking cursing cause I don't give a fuck

Never cared for the media. Talk that shit, Kaysinners will get rid of ya. I'm serious. Kaysinners feeling devious. Now many people credulous believing in shit and they don't even got the evidence. Ya irrelevant. I dare a mutha fucka step to me, if you think you're fly, I'll always leave you featherless. Step to my preference, in my residence, I'm on top like the fucking president

[Verse 2: Kaysinners]

So let's set it like this. I always gotta make the hits. Instrumental composer for like 2 years straight. But then got into rapping cause these rappers fake. Had rhymes in my head since like I was 8 . I don't skate, I don't date, just kill rhymes on my plate. I guess you can say I'm on that evil state. Man these beats that I rape, just be off the chain. Combustion in my brain...got my head insane. Just speaking verbal content that just kills these lames. Fuck money, fuck fame, I do this for the game. Some say I'm fucking ruthless...you can call me bane. Never put kaysinners next to Lil Wayne. I'll let lu hound finish off this thing


[Verse 3: Lu Hound]

So we deliver the style for the mental gain, they want us to feel shame, wrapped up in chains. Follow the trends do not want you to bring change. Making your days the same, Only erase your name, If you're afraid to be different then you are to blame. I don't point no fingers, Leader by example, Need the people freed by the evils, and the greedy individuals. Yo Fuck a job! Hard to swallow the truth like your tenth shot, intoxicating the youth. I need signs of proof, to make a move, cause I'm smooth, like a groove, Like how I'm rocking this tune, with kaysinners. I don't gamble on winners, Cause failures make you sinister, Creative individuals, dividing the most high price line, Don't put dollar signs in the front of my face. Cause I'll jack you no matter your race, Get outta your place, in certain situations it can turn out to be unsafe. From a third world country, with people desperate and hungry, Down to run up on ya and take your shoes, fuck the money, I say that with blonde hair and blue eyes, white America scared of ya, brushing off like its funny. I think it's time to make something. Take it where it's never gone before I'm gone, I think it's time to make something, Peep, teach, game from inside of this song