[Intro: Crypt]
Everybody wants to know
How the hell I'd get this far
Everybody wants to know
Who the fuck is Crypt, boy, comin' in strong?
Bow down to the king when he steps to his throne

[Chorus: Crypt]
Everybody wants to know
How the hell I'd get this far
Everybody wants to know
Who the fuck is Crypt, boy, comin' in strong?
Bow down to the king when he steps to his throne (Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)

[Verse 1: Crypt]
Yo, fuck what you listen to and fuck your vision
The industry is filled with hundreds of rappers fuckin’ the business
And I reminisce when lyricism, definitive wisdom
Illness, vicious quickness, sickness was the way you'd spit then
Now it’s all about the sex, clothes, money, weed, and drugs
But I'm 'bout to step on 'em, under my feet, like bugs
People ask me, "Who's the top five rappers you see?"
Well there ain't five left, just a bunch of trappers with beats
Repeatin’ the same line 53 times on a song
Lil Pumps ain’t got shit on a 12-gauge to the dome
D-Rose knows those bars won’t hold close to no foe
I throw bows, get your ass back in a choke hold, now go
Everybody thinkin’ that they know my flow, but they don't
I'll show these hoes which way that I'll go
I don't even know, half of the time
My mind decides which rhymes to supply, and I just go
Put my pen to the pad, I still write on the back of a napkin
In fact half of this rap is lathered with half of a mustard packet
And I must attack it to get back at those who said I couldn't hack it
When in fact I run this rap shit like I was a Facist
Savageness runs through my blood like a tiger in the jungle
Fixing to rip shit, I'm a cumulonimbus shaped like a funnel
Hear those sirens going off? It ain't no subtle hints
You're in trouble, take cover under those struggled hits
‘Cause I'm coming through like an F5, furious filled with vengence
And it’s about to be released from my mind
Hit me another time, swear to fuckin' God that I'll push back
Nice guys finish last but I’m stuck in the back of the pack
But this race ain't over, I'm pacing 'til it's safe to explode
Open the gates of Jehovah and show 'em I'm the chosen
Bestowed to take over the moment I flowed to a poem
It was like the ocean's awoken
Waves are rolling with every word that is spoken
[Chorus: Crypt, Scru Face Jean]
Everybody wants to know
How the hell I'd get this far
Everybody wants to know (Look)
Who the fuck is Crypt, boy, coming in strong? (Look)
Bow down to the king when he steps to his throne

[Verse 2: Scru Face Jean]
Yo, at raps, we the best, they trash, they just flex
So we mastered our craft, now we grab for success
Am I passionate? Yes, I'm actually obsessed
Tryna [?] shit can turn to Baghdad in a second (Aw man)
I'm actually impressed these bastards had me rap for a second
Lack of respect, well, I cock back and clap at your neck (Brrrrra)
Pass me a TEC, conversations of passing with Tech (Yeah)
On collaborating on features with no cash or a check
I'm glad and respect, spazzin' and my passion is fresh
You bastards get checked, grab a hatchet and hack at your flesh
Immaculate steps, stop ‘em and the Mac at your chest
I laugh at your vest, 'cause the strap is on the back of your neck
Stop actin’ brave, I'll happily slash your face
Then laugh and wave and Millie Rock at your grave (Haha)
I stack this way to pay when I catch a case
And act this way, 'cause n***as in rap is fake (Aw man)

[Chorus: Crypt]
Everybody wants to know
How the hell I'd get this far
Everybody wants to know
Who the fuck is Crypt, boy, comin' in strong?
Bow down to the king when he steps to his throne