Artist: Zer0 Tolerance
Song: Brag Session
Album: The Zer0 Tolerance EP

Ay yo Passan, hit me with that real rugged shit...please...

Verse 1:

Straight from the mothafucking slums of the Far West
Bitch ass crackaz got no skillz but they come test
I come bless the microphone 
But none less there’s one less
Your boy Left
Is spitting like a gat 
But yet I’m gunless
Run this 
bump this
If not you dumb bitch
You done miss 
The up and coming boys
We weight a ton bitch
Lyrical heavyweights
Skinny but carry weight
A pound of rhymes 
To pass the gate
I found some time
MC’s I ate
Buurrp!
Y’all all tasted like shit
Fuckin with you cats I’ve done wasted my spit
You miss the best ever
I’m clever rugged at the same time
Ill for a kid 
But I’m not Trevor
Never like a dull blade
I’m cutting edge 
That’s how I sever 
Heads, arms, legs and feet
Of course it sounds sharp 
Stylegs’ on the beat

Chorus:

Ay yo Witness 
S-T-Y realness
Then Zer0 kills this
You can try to stop us in our tracks
yo we bring this
While cats just sing this
We flex this fitness
Please just step off my nutsack

Verse 2:

checky checka 1
checka 2
check ya crew
Zer0 Tolerance a come to rip that’s what I do
When I’m smashing up mc’s 
You hear me dashing on the beat
With the passion how I speak
There’s just no matching up with me
And I quote
Lyrical Assault is not that dope 
So I spoke 
You can suck my !@!$$ until you choke
Yo I’m motivated 
While you homos hated
I’m the most awaited
You the type of cat bitter 
For the fact you almost made it
I’ma boast the beat demands it
Ha!
Pretty close to be the bandit
Soaking up the spotlight 
Choking up you breathless 
And I open up you guys right
Develop the plot tight
Five stars superbly directed
Oscar for the script 
Make that double for the sound bite

Chorus:

Ay yo Witness 
L-A-C realness
Then Zer0 kills this
You can try to stop us in our tracks
yo we bring this
While cats just sing this
We flex this fitness
Please just step off my nutsack

Ay yo run it one more time, that wasn’t grimey enough....

Verse 3:

The abominable flow man
Emerging from the Far
And I gotta rip a show man 
Gotta drop the product
Make it hotta 
For the masses
And I gotta 
Raise the ante on the boasting
Show you what I gotta
Inside of me 
You find in me
Desire to get better
Higher 
Like fire 
Doesn’t burn out
Fuel it can’t defuse it
Music raw and how I use it
See how it turn out
Listen right now with both of your ears
I’m like fine wine I get better with years
You never would hear 
Lefty talking shit but Lefty’s dead Mistah Left
And it’s incredible here
Who the hell does this cracka think he is?
A cracka makin moves and I’m handlin my biz
Like ahhh