A.V.E.R.A.G.E.

[Note: all versions of this song released to date have been the Clean version, with some edits being easier to make out than others] [Intro: Kazi] Ha, ha, ha-ha, ha, ha.. Best beware... ha... best beware... ha Here to warn you 'Bout the last coming Better beware... yo... yo... yo... [Verse 1: Kazi] I stand firm, with the mic in my hand Calling out you phony n[---]s that be bitin' my man Keep it up, you know I'm fed up, now it's time to go head up I guess I was born, naturally born, to leave you [-----]s gone Calling out the Kaz', you best go get a refund Don't try to innovate - wait! (Wait!) You still won't sound great Talking 'bout you got a new style as you dig in my crates Well uh, I'm here to tell you that I'm busting your bubble You in some hot water, or should I say some lyrical trouble There's the door, see your way out, talkin' 'bout you playin' p[--]sy Time after time, I caught your bluff you need to quit Just, chill - come on, I know your next move When my troops get together it's like "Grand Groove" I prove a point, make some stands in this hip-hop clan Staying true to the roots, four elements to comprehend You still don't get it, reality is a must [Chorus: Kazi & scratches by Madlib] [Defari] "How many like you must MC, when you're far below A.V.E.R.A.G.E.?" It's like n[---]s ain't hungry no more What's the deal? Keep it ill [O.C.] "Who will use wits to be a remainder?" [Defari] "How many like you must MC, when you're far below A.V.E.R.A.G.E.?" It's like n[---]s ain't hungry no more Get it together, 'cause sooner or later... [O.C.] "Who will use wits to be a remainder?" [Verse 2: Kazi] Aiyyo, my suicidal team use prevent defense I'm in your area causin' pain, repent (What?) Can't stand MCs that don't equal to nothin' Come on, you're frontin', rhyme against us? It's like [---] whoopin' I stay blunted, while my rhymes get charged While your b[---]es out there frontin', giving up the dyin' cause Get off that! That tip you livin' mad foul With ya phony-ass rendition on how you freestyle, yo No [-------] skills, you lack the definition I've risen, threw out that wack sh[--] that you giving (What else?) [-----] do your vocals, your delivery be so-so A verbal chokehold upon your crew because you're awful Or change your folk because we're coming for your throat Erase what you wrote, 'cause mentally you can't cope (Nah) Wastin' time with no motivation Scared to bust the microphone with innovation I know your type, you're strictly out for the cash In this underground industry, you just won't last Ha... I said, you just won't last (Why? Because ya wack) [Chorus: Kazi & scratches by Madlib] [Defari] "How many like you must MC, when you're far below A.V.E.R.A.G.E.?" It's like n[---]s ain't hungry no more What's the deal? Keep it ill [O.C.] "Who will use wits to be a remainder?" [Defari] "How many like you must MC, when you're far below A.V.E.R.A.G.E.?" It's like n[---]s ain't hungry no more Get it together, 'cause sooner or later... [O.C.] "Who will use wits to be a remainder?" [Outro 1: Madlib scratches the last two syllables of O.C. saying "remainder" to instead sound like "made-up"] [Outro 2: bonus beat]