One Up

[Intro: Seth Sentry]

Yeah

Super Cool

[Verse 1: Seth Sentry]

Yeah

I went bald before I had the chance to be a silver fox

I don't care enough to go to Turkey

But I'm still pissed off

They forgot the dipping sauce inside my fucking Zinger Box

Nuke the whole entire site from orbit

I don't give a fuck

Villain plot, played too many games instead of building blocks

That's why I've had a million jobs

I keep tryna kill the boss

I just wanna do tequila shots

And smoke a field of pot

Then go and beat up all my fucking neighbours while their children watch

Every rapper's on thе wrong side of the dope dеal

Candy in your nose, Bubble O' Bill

I ain't got no chill, million on the Scoville

Stone grill, hot enough to melt the whole snow field

Jesus, hold the wheel for me 'fore you get us both killed

Bro so middle of the road that you're road kill

Of course, I'm tightly wound

Bitch, quiet down

My entire dick is tied around a fire hose reel

Do not wrestle with Doc. Jekyll

The prospect will have you waking in a tub of Dettol in a hospital

Or not at all, shots travelled from odd angles

Send you back your own hot metal like it's pot kettle

You're under-levelled for the boss battle

Every day, I'm at your neck like a 5-o'clock shadow

So shut up or get done up

Get punched from the jump

Got 'em running out the block like a one up

[Chorus: Seth Sentry]

Oh, you think you're bad?

Well, you sure ain't fucking good

I don't need the gas

When it's fire, let him cook

I don't spill the tea, I just throw it in your face

When it's hot, get a taste

Then I pour another pot

[Verse 2: Wombat]

Yeah

I can read it on your face that you ain't talking facts

Think you're Michael Jackson moving forward

You should walk it back

Step in the booth, my aura shake the room

And the floors collapse

The walls retract, I levitate in orbit

I ain't falling flat

Give a fuck on what they think, they couldn't tell me shit

Focus on myself, the definition of a selfish prick

I was rapping grimey way before all this Griselda shit

This Castlevania, the legend of Zelda and Elden Ring

It's me, Complete, Seth Sentry

You know the record dope

I'm stepping so correct, even an epileptic froze

That's why I don't reply if any of 'em send

I just wanna be left alone

You don't get the message? Yeah, I set the tone

Different caliber, my shit Excalibur

Cemented and it's set in stone

Fuck a legacy, I'd rather let it go

Voices in my head, another schizophrenic episode

My bros connect dots on blocks

But they ain't playing with Lego though

Back to just being happy rapping, again I go

Saying you're the best but no, don't even pretend to, bro

Forget the throne, I'll slit your throat

They're sacrificial lambs

And I'm the Shepherd, keep 'em in check

With a pen and I'll behead a goat

[Chorus: Seth Sentry]

Oh, you think you're bad?

Well, you sure ain't fucking good

I don't need the gas

When it's fire, let him cook

I don't spill the tea, I just throw it in your face

When it's hot, get a taste

Then I pour another pot

[Verse 3: Complete]

You're just another fable that a label dropped

Your mama probably let your cradle rock off of a table top

Bless the mic and I'ma pray you'll stop

You should get a stable job

And make a pot of coffee at a bagel shop

This ain't a song, it's a fatal pop

Brains will rot from it

It will make the opps vomit like a Jäger shot

It's Complete, Seth and Wombat

We're on track to leave these haters hanging

We don't care if they're afraid or not

You ain't a rapper, you're a racketeer

Biting lines 'til I make your iris cry

Then I rack a tear

I'm like Shaq on gear, dunking on your wack career

Have a cheer pumpkin or be sunk like when I crack a beer

I write a sentence, my pencil mimics acute wire

The high descendant, the vengeful king

I'm the true sire

Quite demented, parental stickers

They censor my mental image

Like renting a dental clinic, I'm too fire

[Chorus: Seth Sentry]

Oh, you think you're bad?

Well, you sure ain't fucking good

I don't need the gas

When it's fire, let him cook

I don't spill the tea, I just throw it in your face

When it's hot, get a taste

Then I pour another pot