The Refill

[Verse 1]
Before you judge me, you might need a better jury
Real recognize real and you looking blurry
You ain’t verified, my flow is clarified
You a parasite but I terminate pest asides
So just step aside, when I come through
Run through your dojo, you ain’t seeing my kung fu
Got enlightened by the heavens
Tongue sharper than Wolverine, better marvel in my presence
North Carolina proud, [?] villain
[?] killing every instrumental, guess I’m penicillin
To reduce the pain, see I bruised the game
Shooting words, never lose my aim and
Who you claim is better? tell ‘em see me
Why I do it with ease? ‘cause it’s easy
Looking at my life in reverse, it’s my gift and my curse
Bag the baddest females like a Amherst

[Chorus, SkyBlew & JuBee]
Y’all fly but we flier
And we heard y’all songs and we tired
Y’all music suck, retire
I’ma raise the bar so reach higher

Y’all boys not ill, here’s your refill (x3)
Y’all boys ain't ill, here’s your refill

[Verse 2, JuBee]
And I ain’t even one for complaining
Boy, you ain’t ill, all your shots updated
At one point in the past, the tip top was majors
Now it’s indie like the lost ark, no raiders
Harsh like Marlboro Red full flavor
Crash like cymbal, even with mash like Kimbo
I’ll take you back like rentals
Hip-hop, the road less traveled, oh
I had a dream that the fake sh*t had faded out
Your song a stripper, everybody screaming “take it off”
With paper it may make you think you making something valuable
But cut that out, old coupon a** rapper you
It’s so funny when I see people react to you
So hide your face like your neck was retractable
Huh, now put your CD on a catapult
Now you got fly sh*t, I deserve a thank you note

[Chorus]
Y’all fly but we flier
And we heard y’all songs and we tired
Y’all music suck, retire
I’ma raise the bar so reach higher

Y’all boys not ill, here’s your refill (x3)
Y’all boys ain’t ill, here’s your refill

[Verse 3]
Stacking up my property, Monopoly avenue
When I rock stages, they feel sorry for who’s after Blew
Local rappers running ‘round [?]
Thinking they dope, somebody need to give ‘em a rope
And they hopes up to dry, they ain’t dope as Sky ‘cause I
Be the anti egotistical guys
Sometimes you get fed up
So I be writing them rhymes that be shaping they head up like a edge up
Losing a battle I should be winning
Sleeping on me ’til I come and snatch ‘em out of they linen
I run and go farther, so I made the flow darker
I’m all over the web like Peter Parker
So don’t bother me
Even when I stop rapping, my words continue like apostrophe
You’re not confident and excuse the miscues
But excuses are tools of the incompetent

[Chorus]
Y’all fly but we flier
And we heard y’all songs and we tired
Y’all music suck, retire
I’ma raise the bar so reach higher

Y’all boys not ill, here’s your refill (x3)
Y’all boys ain’t ill, here’s your refill