(Verse 1)
(Spunky Killa) I live & breathe rap you eat, speak, & see crap ease back cuz it's SK & Warlock & we're comin with that hard shit bars flip when I start this incredible rap these rappers are an edible snack cuz they ain't shit in this rap game if you dont got bars & you wont get far & I'm headed to the top & you're just not fist locked when I'm on stage rippin a mic I'm fixin to write the illest rap that'll peel your cap back pass that microphone this way so I can rip it up & spit the stuff everyone wants to hear do cheer cuz its amazin & the tits are shakin in the crowd & you're makin me proud all the fans that are singin along when I'm bringin these songs I'm feedin upon the energy that you're sendin me & I fen to be rappin forever no not after the cheddar i have to just let the rhymes that I write get me through these times in life

(Chorus)
Cant leave rap alone cuz we chillin in the 505 & ya know the game needs me

(Verse 2)
(The Warlock) Yeah it needs me so I wont stop I gotta go off & flow all the time so you'll call my rhyme ill as fuck & feel the stuff that we're killin plus I'm just a man who puts his life in his poems no one's tryin' to know 'em I've been flowin since I first became a teen & i cant say I wouldnt change a thing yo what I face would bring a person to suicide yo you should try & model your style after me because you're rappin weak yo & I am at least top 5 in my state so if you're tryin' to hate I'll make you die in a way that's so brutal you'll get no approval on your identity when you been discovered & I wonder am I number 1 in your favorites because of my cadence & marijuana fragrance or maybe its the way I'm layin' it down but overall I just hope it's through what I'm sayin I'm proud of all my verses & yo I be writin' & I'm certain I might never stop makin CD's cuz yo I

(Chorus)
Cant leave rap alone cuz we chillin in the 505 & ya know the game needs me

(Verse 3)
(Spunky Killa) I cant leave rap alone I'll slap a hoe if they're tryin' to take my shine I rhyme to prove I can do it you sit on your ass & talk shit walk bitch you wont do shit two fist to bruise this bitch who thinks he can rap real hip hop & we're bringin it back I got the fingers attached to the microphone this night is known to be the greatest as soon as we hit the stage it's nothin short of amazement we're recordin our phrases & gonna be tourin' them places someday soon one day you will come & see us we bust & destruct on the weak fucks & we wont stop rappin cuz we know the game needs us