Verbally Cooked

[Chorus: Verbal Kent]
First time you heard of me, last time forgetting me
Last time, that is not a threat
That’s respectfully put
This goes out to users, pushers and cooks
To beat makers and rappers hustling verses and hooks

[Verse 1: Verbal Kent]
Listen
John McClain heroics, that golden era feel
Put rappers in the hospital, Obamacare and chill
If I could time travel I would order a stork
Your mother take a morning after pill the morning before
Just in case ‘cause I can’t chance a rapper
Will end up being anything at all like Chance thе Rapper
Slap a rapper ‘til he’s rapping backwards
Likе pigs tested
Interested in chess?
We can embark
But you’ll be leaving Chicago like Mark Dressler
Embarassing
The way my words drop
They say my heat freeze
Confused people are sweating me
They be like brr
First I walk you through my skill set, watch me
My freestyles that of a Ledecky/Phelps offspring
A specialist, fuck chain snatching Imma snipe ‘em
Spit the Medallion off of your necklace, blaw

[Chorus: Verbal Kent & Vic Spencer]
First time you heard of me, last time forgetting me
Last time, that is not a threat
That’s respectfully put
This goes out to users, pushers and cooks
To beat makers and rappers hustling verses and hooks
First time you heard of me
It’s your last time forgetting me
Well this is an emergency, surgery, you’re verbally cooked
Normally I wouldn’t fuck with a hook
But this is a fishing rod, full of piranhas [?] on the ganja

[Verse 2: Vic Spencer]
Over east with the goonies, we looney, we shooting
Support local shit instead of loot it
That’s the way we doing acrobatics with the acid
Laughing, blasting away MJ with the tongue lashing
We be killing, I grew up on VC iller
But wasn’t ill at rapping yet, Victor was a fashion threat
The first time I heard of you was the last time I heard dookie soup
I fucked demons and made something beautiful (Mmm)
Had the whole of Chicago mad at me
The last time I was out
I did nothing but blow a bag of weed
Y’all lacking speed actually
The opps tried to run up and start clapping at me
Know the difference between needs and wants
Roll up the keef in the front of the blunt
And have a whole lot of fun
Eat the cake after I beat the beast
Delete your face off the face of the earth
The Christian fate
Is it the first time you heard of me?

[Chorus: Verbal Kent & Vic Spencer]
Last time forgetting me
Well this is an emergency, surgery, you’re verbally cooked
Normally I wouldn’t fuck with a hook
But this is a fishing rod, full of piranhas [?] on the ganja
First time you heard of me, last time forgetting me
Last time, that is not a threat
That’s respectfully put
This goes out to users, pushers and cooks
To beat makers and rappers hustling verses and hooks
If it’s the first time you heard of me