[Chorus: Gumz]
It's time to re-up, Gumz is the new persona
You don't want drama, bad karma, sick like suicide bombers
I light a path to a new era, metaphor's wet
Clever rappers get your head severed

[Gumz:]
Feel the darkness, for starters, Gumz flow is fucking heartless
Spare not a soul of the pain fucking carnage
I'm a whore child with a raw style
Brutalize a rhyme like a lost tribe
Toss lives in the trash, fucking burial ass
No class, in a class of my own, too brash
Yo I ain't cocky, but y'all are too sloppy
Ever single verse I heard is bubble gum poppy
Yeah it sells records but also your soul
A million dollar dance with the Devil is the toll
So if your goal is to trade the respect
Just for a check in return then I'm turning your neck
You learning it yet? Burning the deck
Word on the streets said I'm hurting the set

[Chorus x2: Gumz]

[Gumz:]
When it comes to the game, I survive like the Predator
In it for longevity, come back like a creditor
Got a vendetta, against the cheddar driven game
Imagine this today, mothafucka y'all said it
I've tried to dead it, the shit is a phase
The crave for that down South shit about to change
'Cause Hip-Hop doesn't live in the South
It started in New York; let's bring it back to the house
That Ruth built, with that grimy ass gutter rap
Makes me so mad so I hope I didn't stutter that
I spit the butter rap, fucking weight gainer
After every verse I need a personal trainer

[Chorus x2: Gumz]

[Outro: Gumz]
What? Gumz, mothafucka fire lungs
Nebula on the track, what?
It's a new era