Man, that shit loud as fuck
Yo, turn me down somethin'
I don't hear a shit what he sayin'
Yo, turn me down somethin'. Yo, turn me down

Turn me down, down, down
All the way down
Right
Yeah, I'm off and distorted

Off the course of what's goin' on in the world
This motherfuckin' mic checkin' LO
Tryin' to do this shit from the motherfuckin' dungeon
Got the motherfuckin' dragons lookin' like, hello

And we smokin' puffin' on that Dayton green
You knowin' how it is, introduce my team
I roll with a lot of thug niggas and a lot of no good for nothin'
A lot of good for somethin's and a lot of husbands

These niggas always wifed up
Talkin' bout what they gon' do in life
Cause where they at now ain't poppin'
Shit ain't hoppin'

But get like me, get froggin' in the toboggan
Jaw droppin'
And keep that shit hoppin'
Shit

Chillin' with my best friend, not on the worst way
But thank God, got to see another birthday
Hoes in the socks, it be hoes in the block
Backyards be money

I got to come through with loads of the rocks or the bricks
Back to days when I wasn't movin' bricks
But old by old, I guess I got it through the zips
It's quick

We over here with zip drives and the flashes
Tryin' to get our shit high to the masses
Provide this shit to be fly
We just splash this on the canvas

This the art
It's the picture
Paintin' somethin' heavily
Hopefully forever we see the better days

Yo, we're on every seas
Ridin' in the boats
Fly, we afloat
Inside the private jets

Feelin' like it's the smoke
Mount High Club dope
And not up on the blocks
Like I said, over here we exposin' with the rocks

Fireworks get popped
After the fourth, we over here on the track
They passin' the torch
People that's blazin' them buzz

Grasses and swords
Sayin' it can't be in the Olympics
But I don't really get it
Shit, just hit it and be faster than ever

So whoever get the medal, you will know that you better
Yeah
And I'm better than ever
I'm always cold, so I carry a sweater

Nah, I ain't Carlton, nigga
I hit him with the balls
Hit him with these bars and then watch him fall
Nigga, I do it all

Don't even stop it
Tryin' to do what I do
You can't even cop it
Tryin' to get to the fuckin' spot

Tryin' to do it how I do it
But you ain't gotta not
And then they keep goin' in and out
Keep fuckin' me up

But I'ma do it like this when I hit the blunt
Cause when I get juiced up, niggas really don't wanna see it
I come from the city where niggas just tryin' to be
Shit

Tryin' to make it, but never ever will
But never ever will because niggas is like, we out here naked
Always by ourself, though
Hit the blunt so I can get my self flow

And maybe that shit might work, but the way I'm doin' it now, nigga, that shit ain't
Yeah, I'ma tell you the truth
That the blunt is a fluke
It's a hole right there

So I'ma call it a fluke
But that's a different instrument
That I guess we just blow on
Shit, tryin' to get high and make another blow song

But it ain't Devin the Dude
Whatever we do
Shit, I'm tryin' to better the crew
Whatever with you will better the view

This Pence house is skyscrapers
Like you said, man, we tryin' to just provide paper
Call it lumber mills
So I keep it real

Gotta be the ones over here
We never squeal, but we dealin' on big parts
Gettin' them contracts
Makin' sure we got the shit to spark in the combat

My thrax don't come sent in the envelope
I'm pushin' it
Like I said, everything that we send is dope
Package it up

You was tellin' me about the bus
That's some different shit
Engineering, that's between us
And sad jokes

I'm over here high and I smoke
I think about back in the days
They was ridin' them spokes
This Dayton's 100

And that's what we gotta keep it
Gotta see through that bullshit
Even though they believe it
Me is the ones with you

The synergy, gotta make it
Go for 100
The centuries
Simply we see through it

A divineness
Gotta do what he do
We gotta rhyme with it
Yeah

And back again
Always the one messin' up the flow
Eyes closed
Try to get some shit out my soul

Tryin' to spit through the mic of what I really feelin'
Try to get some shit together with my team
Start buildin'
Break down buildings

Fuck how you feelin'
Come through with the mic
Check shit and make a million
Distributin' all my portions

Niggas wanna talk shit
Babies have abortions
Babies
Babies is the crazy ones

Do it how I do it, baby
I'm the lazy one
I'm tryin' to make motherfuckers the shit
While I sit back and make my fuckin' grip off it

Cuz, uh, cut me to the percent
Cut me to the shit
Sew me to the..
Ah, fuckin' shit

Ah, nigga
Yo
They had us on the shit
And I might have had one too many

But I never give up
I never split the things before I split the blood
And I never count my weed before I fuckin' roll it
These niggas talkin' shit

But watch me control it
Mic check
Got the checks out
Show me where the cash at

Nah, show me where the checks at
Cuz I'll show you where the reps at
And I'll show you where the motherfuckin' sets at
Gangsta niggas always behind me

Niggas tryin' to find me
Niggas tryin' to hype me up
Start rhymin'
But, nigga, this ain't me

A nigga make the beat
A nigga sit back, smoke trees
That's all I wanna be
That nigga in the background

With the sack now
With a motherfuckin' big-ass stack now
Pocket so big
Think I got hips

And niggas wanna talk shit
I pop em' in they lips
Cuz a nigga like me from the D.Y.T
Ain't never gave it up to a nigga who ain't me

And if I see me in person, I might pop em'
Cuz I can't see another real nigga better than me
I got em'
And I'm really gon' catch em' lackin'

That'll be your twin
So, I hope you had your back in
You and him would talk it out
It won't be about that action

We was drinkin'
But that shit'll be platinum
Mix this shit up
Chop it and flip it

Remix it
Food for thoughts
It was omelets who thought of this shit
Cookin' on the eggs over here

Both with the dreads
Spittin' the shit off of the dome
It's off the head
When we get in the game, tear it down to shreds

I should've put the shit over there, but it's in the red
Zoom in
And we gotta be improving
Bigger places and spaces we move in

Gotta check on the work
It's like the union
Man, I remember me and you was tuned in
On the Saturday mornings, it was the tunes then

Bugs Bunny tryin' to holla at the docs
Now they over here tryin' to give us money
Cuz we the docs with the medicine
Gettin' the cheddar in bed

When it's leavin' from the doc, that's the yachts
And we plottin' to be a top
Tryin' to get a mansion
Me and you will have a better spot

Not spot, but 101 Dalmatians
That's why we over here
I'm tryin' to make the sound patient and humble
Down to earth

I ain't gotta clown these jerks
But I really know we been on that block with pounds of perp
Sounds we skirt
Ain't got no SRTs

But be the ones that get the mic and rock the party
Handle the beef like you said
And ain't no RBs
Have a motherfucker roll in these homes

That's RVs, huh
Winner bagels
You ain't a winner
Your bagels

Tryin' to be the one to give them that food without bagels
It's the morning
Over here performin'
Sunny days and rainy

Over here it's stormin'
Havin' all the weathers in the same sense
The valley
Sometimes I get the munchies

Hit the rallies
Through the alley
Shit
Smile

We seen another year
Over here, like you said, smokin'
It is clear
Tryin' to get a layer that we can steer

The pilot
Me and you just sittin' back on that fly shit
Really
Tryin' to find it

Higher frequencies
Believe it
It's heaven
Yeah

And I'm about to fly like TWA
I'm just a big motherfuckin' NWA
And yeah, I'm mad though
Cause I see they got class though

And they wanna treat us real fuckin' bad though
I came from the ghettos to the hood
To the motherfuckin' suburbs where it was good
Came back to see my niggas and saw the city

And say goddamn why they ain't fuckin' with me
Or none of my kind
The shit is back and it's fine
And when you sit back and find this shit

And don't make lies
Don't make shit better
Cause this shit is terrible
Living conditions

Shit I ain't gon' marry you
Motherfuckin' girl in this fucked up world
Potholes in the streets
Trash in the motherfuckin' parking lot

Cause I got a fuckin' flat tire
Cause some nigga wanna..
Throw glass instead of throw it in the trash
You probably wish you could be up on his ass for real

I can't stand it
Get on my friends with that trash shit
They call me motherfuckin' Captain Planet
Cause I don't wanna fuck up my own hood

Then I stop my homies doing that shit that's no good
But it's okay man
Cause we can do it like should
Be the ones that run this shit

For the death rows
That's no should
Sugar bears
Put it there

Sugar red
Shit we used to eat with them same cartoons
I said it was in the morning
When I talk about them old shit

Ten cities where it's storming
And people can't be waking up yawning
In the morning
Brushing they teeth

They all here crumbling the streets
Trying to dig through the trash
So I guess maybe it's cool that people throw out they food
When they driving past

But..
Nah that ain't okay
That is not okay
Okay

Cause you know
Nigga when we was little we was like
After these messages we'll be right back
Right

But now we gotta fight back
When we was little and hungry over rice snacks
The motherfuckin' niggas was fuckin'
Right that shit fire

This shit fire
Right
Right
Right

Right
Right