[Dasan Ahanu]
What is the worst?
The drive that fuels my words or the hunger that fuels my determination?
The hope that fills my songs or the pain that fills my people?
The love that fades or the hate that grows?
Who knows?
Until a soul cry's out, the light dies out, or until the worst in me comes out
My mouth

[Verse One: K-Hill]
Before the fat lady sing, you can find me in the studio, doin' my thing
You can find me choppin' up beats or makin' 'em swing
You can catch me on a mixtape droppin' some names
Let's get one thing clear, this is real life
This ain't TV and I ain't Taye Diggs
I ain't underground, the hood's my A-Alike
The church is my stompin' ground, my goal is to see the light
Allow me to reintroduce my frustrations
I got a few things to push up off of my chest
A nigga flow so negative it's far from my best
So henceforth's the birth, I created the worst
Look, the last time I used the word "Bitch" in a line
Or "nigga" in a rhyme or, curse in a verse
And you can quote me but I won't swear
But truth be told, I never really went there
An old soul though
Fashioned like my style was boxed up in the thrift shop
Twelve songs are my definition of hip hop
And since Guilianni gave me a break
I've been on the run like ?? my plot is to invade your space
And take you to a place that you never ever seen
Where people live a day at a time and never dream
Where sincerity's rare and everything's a scheme
Where you might find a reason why this caged bird sings
It's the worst

[Dasan Ahanu]
These cats ain't really seen the worst of me
The hottest of these lines, my God birth's in me
With the wisdom of the woman who gave birth to me
Proceeds in the woman who gave birth for me
In hip hop who looked to found it's worth in me
So don't act like you really know me personally
Face me with lies I ain't concerned
The last shall be first so now bare witness to the worst

[Verse Two: K-Hill]
Look
And since Bush is re-elected
I'mma go to sleep with a single eye open and a frame of mind closed
Gotta be selective
Got a legacy to build, gotta be protective
Gotta drop a gem, consecutive
But first I gotta speak what's on my mind, it's struggling
Even if it get me blackballed, player I ain't afraid
When I'm gone the world will know that Kevin Hill wasn't made
Look
I never been a "yes" man, never be a slave
Never been a follower, just a blue collarer
Head of a household, trying to get ahead
Did shows in a mouse hole to keep my soul fed
Now my name ring bells like it's 3:00 AM
And all is well
Will I bubble? Time will tell
Will I flop or will I sell?
Am I Heaven bound or trapped in this local Hell?
And these so called promoter cats, y'all gets no trust
I'mma start using y'all like y'all use us
Put me in your little shows for next to no change
Is about the same as using God's name in vain
And if I never do another show in Raleigh I won't be pissed
I won't be sorry, I won't be missed
For droppin' this line I might get dissed
But rest assured I'm no longer responsible for payin' your rent
It's the worst

[Dasan Ahanu]
It's like I'm trapped inside a box
Held by the minds of people and promoters who try to mislead you
I didn't elect to be led
By promoters asking me to tear shows down
At the end they conservative with doe now
Standing there looking at me like "Okay, you can go now."
Wondering why I'm mad as I'm watching it go down
Until the worst comes and I'm kicking the do' down

[Verse Three: K-Hill]
Look
I said, Breaker, breaker, number nine
I'm like KRS with a nickle plated nine
On the cover of Criminal Minded
It's a stick up
Give it up, give it up, give it up!
Look, look, look
I came in the game way half past grown
Made this battle rap my forte, my stepping stone
Now a days I'd rather leave it alone
I'd rather speak with a tone
That's similar to preachers reading a psalm
And my few fans they tell me that I'm deep when I'm calm
But they love me when I blow spots with 48 bars
Or blood, sweat and tears and emotional scars but
Still persevere to overcome the odds and
I was raised to be a problem solver
As the world turns like a chamber in a revolver
If the meek shall inherit the Earth
You better cherish your worth
And if you're listening than witness the worst
Of K-Hill

[Dasan Ahanu]
One man's worst is
The definition of what his worth is
At the bottom of his patience is the strength to overcome
At the end of his anger is the truth in his pain
That's why no man can ever find his 'worst' the same
So if you're willing to dig through the fear in your heart
Then your kin can put to paper, what would eat you apart
It's being revealed
People's impressions is what's keeping it sealed
It's so easy to fool people stuck on keeping it real
Put your faith to the test
And the last shall be first
To see a man's best
Witness him at his worst