Man of Steel

He said he's going to write his verse this time. I'ma leave it all on the court as they say. I'm on my 2001 Diesel shii. 😁 Most dominant bProd. By: JimmyDukesBoi "Aubrey" (Nas x Drake Type Beat) Song Title: KC Level Diss (Round 2) #SuicideMinds #KCLR2 #Quest #Quest37 It's a must I put you down in the 2nd Round/ Who hotter than Que$T, KC, check around/ I'm down with the sickness and you 'bout to get infected now/ Call me Que$T Lakota but also I'm known as the Goldenchild/ On the microphone I'm Limitless like Bradley Cooper/ Go crazy on any beat and bring havoc to these rap producers/ Fuck going back & forth on records, cause I'd rather shoot ya/ Had the presence and the flow that you might go see/ I been ill since Tyler Hansbrough was Psycho T/ Said he'd do better if he writes but I'm these fights don't reach/ These contents are under pressure and you might gulp Bleach/ I'ma savage thats known for killing other rappers with my speech/ Lyrics in the track description homie, read it and weep/ Shout-out to my peeps, Suicide Minds, you can catch us rolling in the deep/ Rappers better, "Mind Your Manners", I'm just being discreet/ Climbing up the ladder, that's what's they just don't want/ Sweeping the competition like the Lakers in '01/ In Round 2 you feel like you're perfecting the Recipe/ but I'm Round 1 you were just happy to stand next to me/ Bang on the competition, then I take a hit of purple/ cause he really thinks he can be that one square in the winner's circle/ it's a Nas Type Beat so I had to get Nasty with it/ Don't know why I was blessed with more talent than you're given/ No matter what they been saying the Quest still on a mission/ If this was 1994, I'd be balling like Pippen/ Keep my name out your mouth or you gon' bump into my Hitmen/ Ones that listen go the distance but KC wanna be different/ This is that instant Vintage, everything I do is classic/ Bullets hit 'em in the chest, make him flip like gymnastics/ I got killer instinct, so I use different tactics/ Knowm for my crossover and my game-winning baskets/ Let's pick a tougher task bitch and see who dies the fastest/ I like a bad bitch thicker than blackberry molasses/ School of Hard Knocks homie, you were skipping classes/ I'm the Valedictorian that just hops in the Delorean/ Not scared of the future, not scared of the past/ Revolutionary like Malcolm Shabazz/ Your style is punk rock, I was put here for contrast/ My style is black excellence and you are white trash/ I'm eating good and you're a starving artist/ Fuck around and get Slashed like Guns n' Roses lead guitarist/ Not a human being homie, he's a Martian/ Known to burn the booth down cause he believes in arson/ This ain'ty first Rodeo but welcome to the Carnival/ Its in my arsenal to get disrespectful as Arsonal/ Kick an arse or two, I might even use dark arts on you/ Fart on you.... and you know you most definitely get shitted on/ Use my pen as a sword, I came through with my weapon drawn/ Kill you on some shit that I ain't even use effort on/ He looks like a mix between Froto and a leprechaun/ Shit that I spit, no I never switch my method on/ Look like you need Methadone or maybe just some Depakote/ Got ya lady coming back everytime I F her throat/ Kill you with this death I wrote/ Now everybody know who got the punches and the better flow/ And if they don't, rewind the track.attler on the app, hands down.