[Verse One: AD]
People wait they whole life just to get in the game
And once they on top, people spit it the same
Same clothes, same flows
Try to gimmick your name
But I tell you The Crest flows, man shit is gon' change
It's gon' be a civil war they like "The British done came."
Cause I ain't acting hardcore just to fit in the fame
I'm up at your trapdoor, cracker spitting some flames
You need more than a blinker just to get in this lane
The witnesses came so you miss with your aim
Yo a hit shouldn't change what's hip in your brain
Got lips like a train when my tongue hit the track
Get it done where you at when I come up to bat
With The Crest on my hat
See the rest fall flat

[Sample from The Simpsons]
Seems we are unfamiliar with sarcasm. I shall close the register at this point

[Verse Two: Jack Cracker]
I got that home squeeze pulp from major league's big gulps
Taste the difference I got distance light years can't walk
You talk backwards on bad habits to being upfront
Straight smack words if it's the weed rolled in blunts
Eat peanuts, spit shells, double fisted sloppers
Smell like formaldehyde, down in the lab preserving rhymes
I bring motion to still life, drawing in black light posters
Slam a beer down on your new table with no coaster
The pen's acidity
Got you acting figgity
At my own liberty, I can speak and increase humidity
Drop your ego, parallel to ground zero
As deep as we go there's no room for Last Action Hero
Ask Craig Dolby and those who know me
Mic's get Touched like Tony with the Force of Obi Won Kenobi
Can't stop the weed intake
When I drop you've got leaves to rake
Cause knees to shake
Like sticks and seeds
Get gassed and douse the house party MC
C to the R to the E-S-T-S don't forget TNT


Baby we just
We whatever we want to do
Ahh, getting fucked up how 'bout you?

[Hook] {x2}
People wait their whole life and got shit in the end
That's why you roll tight with a fist full of friends
On your list, who was in?
You'll crip to the end
When you stiff laying dead bringing gifts to your kids