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]