[Verse 1: Dro]
Do you really wanna battle me
Keep tight up on yo salary
Or is it allowance I'm allowing you to back out this
There isn't a timer to tell when I'm gonna fucking lose it
Referee calling to ring the bell
If he don't stop it I'm straight abusing
Calling CPS cuz yo rhymes is elementary
The devil claim me he bragging he the one that sent me
I'm straight spitting this fire melting the skin off of your skull
The words tumbling from your mouth you got the roll flow
You couldn't stay up on the beat if the beat was beating you up
You wouldn't last up on the street if the street was bringing you up
If you got something to say just come and say it to my face
Cuz these pussy ass bitches always end in last place

[Bridge]
You gotta keep up with the pace
If you wanna win the race
You gotta keep up with the pace
So you never lose face
You gotta keep up with the pace
If dreams are what you chase
You gotta keep up with the pace

[Hook: Dro]
This Is The Art Of Rap (x13)

[Verse 2: Dro]
Me putting lyrics to the beat likes Picasso painting on easels
Syllables dropping on your head, might leave you with some amnesia
Gotta read between the lines the flow is so intricate
Treat these rhymes like another musical instrument
Keep it together whether the weathers cloudy or the sun shines
Put in the effort measure the pleasure after time has passed by
Not an aggressor never no pressure lesser if you love rhymes
Call it whatever I might not be clever whenever I'm on the grind
Stranger the fact is I'm able to rap being fast without losing my mind
I'm taking precautions not trying too provoke someone
Reaching for guns enter mob and they end me
Hoping they understand seeing it clearly
Put visine in eyes so they claim I'm not guilty
For crimes other rappers commit just for
Fifty thousands, millions of dollars
Buy away ya problems, To scared too solve em
I feel sorry for you... cuz you can't keep up with the pace

[Hook]