Kelvin

[Verse 1: Peter James]
Ayy, fresh out the womb in my dungarees, bitch please
Thought I was kiddin’ with this rap shit?
That’s facetious and fallacious simultaneously
Better get your bread up if you pagin’ me
My patience is on empty but I’m patiently wagin’ war on the enemy
Best befriendin’ me, yeah we turnin’ temperatures up ten degrees
That’s in Kelvin, but this ain’t no letterman
I ain’t handing out no invitations or no handshakes
If we see eye to eye, that’s just acting gracious
Been handed small plates of hors d’oeuvres
That’s just day-to-day shit
And after giving one these contemplations
So by the evening I’ve been to hell and back
That’s that ten degrees, I know you smellin’ that
Split down the middle, Siamese, but my mind intact
Synchronicity’s consistently, now how you tellin’ that
I came equipped with verbiage, but ain’t no spelling that
When your globe turned upside just to leave you capsized
Left me on my behind, no need to remind
Think ‘bout it every day
Think ‘bout it every day (Think ‘bout it every day)

[Break]
Plummeting temperatures don't phase them
Plummeting temperatures don't phase them
Plummeting temperatures don't phase them
Plummeting temperatures don't phase them

[Verse 2: Cathcart]
I've determined that I deter men who aren't determined
I'm yelling FDT until the term ends
Still haven’t had my first beer
I don’t care for the weed
It’s cold as a first year
I’m at zero degrees
Hold up wait, but that’s in Kelvin
Take my raps and delve in
Put the game in half a nelson
I’m straight but acting hell bent
Hotter than it, well, since
I’m on the track, it’s melting
Gotta hand the mic to me
I’ll rock it, man like Elton John
My job is jotting so they listen to the track and feel
My memory is jogging, used to distance run in track and field
Bruh I know the difference
Y’all might get some shin splints
But I never did sprints
Cuz I go the distance, ugh
Cops tend to have such
Racial biases in them
If you’re caught, you get tackled
Just like you’re a pigskin
And if white is the pig’s skin
They act like you’re resisting
Take your life in an instant
Got no chill, they go ham
Uh, like it’s a pig minced
But the lighter your pigment
The politer the pig's mentality (What?)
Hope those lines left an imprint
Hope my lines end up in print
‘Cause since I was an infant
Know that I’ve been consistent
Yeah, ayy, I spit fast, I’m eighteen and fascinating
Been hungry for beats, and I finally went and broke my fast and ate, I fascinate
No trouble, I’m never gon’ buckle like when I go fasten a seatbelt
People need to deal with the hand that they be dealt
Like I said, the kid is fast, they be fast asleep, it’s
Sick as bad diseases and the sneezes
Mixing, mastering these masterpieces
Skip profanity, and craft a thesis
Spitting rapidly, I rap cohesive
Dang it, all the content I release is
Banging like the onomatopoeias
Spit so cold the Logic project freezes