2Hours!

[Intro: Mir Blackwell]
This a Duragia type shit, you already know what it's all have, it's me and the Professor, we taking niggas to class, look

[Verse 1: Itadori (Mir Blackwell)]
Kuro flunks me every single year, I'll never make it out
Grass cut, every blade gets shaved, there still be snakes in route
Nine in his mouth, now we all see what he thinking 'bout
These bars in my head the only thing I ever think about

[Verse 2: Gojo (Professor Kuro)]
Bars in my face the only thing that I be breaking down
Build my niggas up 'till we the only standing greats around
GOATs in this shit - the only way we finna make it out
Changing up the mix until the fakes can't even make a sound
Verses staying loud 'cause that shit is always laced with
Green from the money I be counting from my day shift
Own my own business, so you really can not say shit
Under twenty five, and Rushmore where the face sits
Thick shawty, got her ass right where my face is
Know I'm going in, probably give myself a face lift
Love the low end, you'd have think I was a bassist
Never stay in place, I don't know what is complacent

[Verse 3: Itadori (Mir Blackwell)]
Who the fuck this fly? Must be I
Touch cream, now freaks want their butt squeezed
I'm in the front seat, rappers really dummies
Why? 'Cause he think he beating me, then he must be high
Leave 'em in a loop if that nigga try scoping me
So many rounds given out - it's like an Oprah scene
Shorty on my line - I think she tryna smoke with me
She wanna see J's, but I am not Bars and Poetry

[Verse 4: Gojo (Professor Kuro)]
Stay dialed in, spinning verses - that's the rotary
Co-sign by your favorite artist - check the notary
Fans waiting for the next hit of the doper me
Next con international, see me overseas

[Verse 5: Itadori (Mir Blackwell)]
They don't know this thing by my side is really known to sing
One on one, Iso with the Hawk, I just want Joe to see
I don't even talk about the sub - that's just my older piece
Drama, it's like Lipton in this bitch - you boys all know the tea

[Verse 6: Gojo (Professor Kuro)]
Ain't even on stage, and I swear they always notice me
When we pull up - everybody gon' approach the team
Doing what's impossible - you'd swear my name was Hercules
New age Beatles 'bout time we get our roses, see
Crossed the dotted line, so why you mad at my peers?
Sipping spotted cow, stacking gifts on my Madi beer
Lucky and untouchable - I'm Nerdcore's Roman Pearce
Family Incredible - we top rank in all the tiers
Feel like TI - inspire y'all to get the numbers up
If you ain't improving, then really, you just fucking up
Staying in place? Can't be me, I don't play double dutch
Even when I slip I audible and hit the double clutch

[Verse 7: Itadori (Mir Blackwell)]
Who with you! Rain, Chris Smoove hit you!
Virginia Williams shit, known to bang clips too, nigga
Got a lot of plans, and they ain't including you
Only time I'm mad is when my ex get a new nigga
'Cause I'm petty, this fetty be keeping me calm
Or am I steadily settling soon as I rhyme
There ain't no forgetting he said it, it's still on my mind
I got that Jordan vendetta, forever gon' grind
Ain't nobody better than the Loop - that shit just ludicrous
I can get 'em checked, there ain't no swoosh, it ain't no hooping, kid
Press 'em for his loot, leave in a coupe, I'm on that Lupin shit
But you can blame Kuro - I ain't even wanna do this shit, gang