[Verse 1: Joell Ortiz]

Yeah that's right, I stays on the move

See yall tired a seeing my face on the tube

'Til the clubs spinning my joints to make it pop

'Til my feet in white sand and ya feet still play the block

Ya still tryin chase that deal, aight guys

I'm chillin, got a nice little spot in a high rise

Execs still telling yall all the laws got bye bye

That sucks, just bought a truck and new bike that I ride

It goes, 'vroom vroom', with a fatty in a thong

Sorry I had to go, but I'm happy that I'm gone

Don't you wish you could rhyme and get at me on a song

Well yall can't and I can, like Nas, so run along

You won't break me, instead I'm a break free

And paint a clear picture for the world in HD

So put ya eyes underneath where your shades be

Baby I gotta glow, feedback, but I gotta go

[Verse 2: Wordsworth]

Each day is a moment, every second a bonus

Look up my name in the game, every record I own it

I'm a hex and an omen, I'm the best and I upset opponents

Stretching your neck and colon like wrestling Greco-Roman

Got a concert in Wisconsin fall

Turn Lambeau Field to a concert hall

Split personalities, my conscience brawls

I got more lines than a conference call

So hang it up, my bars payroll, got me in Barbados

Shooting videos in cars that star J-Lo

Depends how the day go, at the bar lay low

From a spark bars evolved to volcanos

Halos over your head hovers, the ground with reds covered

Pronounced dead while the blood bled flood us

Take years to get ahead of us

Looking at pro studio booked, I gotta go

[Verse 3: AWKWORD]

I watched my mom die, I wanna go too but I won't

My girl kicked me out, left me homeless and alone

Sold my car for cash, spent it on booze and dope

Guy on the couch, barely moved for the phone

Truth is, I was born, emotionally broke

And music's, how I handle all the ominous tones

Almost sold my Supras but I took 'em on the road

I know I can be super, I'm just starting slow

Gotta walk the tightrope, avoid curve balls thrown

Give me Trinidad's gold, even I wanna glow

I've always been afraid of not pushing envelopes

Now I leave myself notes and they all say 'no'

Even MTV folk, tell me that dope, though

Most people in the game hide behind cloaks

I guess they say God says you gotta keep hope

Even Agnostic AWK gotta keep it on the go (Go!)

[Verse 4: Aaron Cohen]

On your mark, ready, set, go

Like em' fat, got a heavy set, flow

Like em' thick, got a heavy set, ho

Aaron Cohen, though, you already, know

Cause all these other kids spitting silly shit

I spark the cypher, step up and get your Philly lit

Oh you a kingpin, nah, tell us what you really did

I stay flyer than the hockey team from Philly is

And these labels try and wheel and deal the kid

Like I'm new to this, I'll expose you like a nudist is

No religion, where the Buddha is

Dog I really do this shit

ICK the squad, never ask me what the movement is

And watch us go to war with these stars like George Lucas did

Cause that's the type of shit that I'm on

I ghost write for God, then ghost ride the whip and I'm gone

[Verse 5: K. Sparks]

I'm twice sicker the mic ripper the star bender

I make a living off of bars I'm a bartender

I run up on Elm street like yo where Freddy at

Stick em for the fedi that's deadly but we already that

Nobody checking for your album ahk truly wildin

When you come out, it does nothing for you Jason Collins

I murder features every time and I'm never stressing

Who the elephant in the room, now watch me bench press 'em

Not hypothetically legibly it'll never be

Instead of me I readily dead em because I'm better, b

Demanding I spit, my mans in the whip

Attitude included, sisters with they hands on they hip

See everybody tryna rap until the acting fails

Orange the new black until they really living black in jail

I black on beats and lyrically I murder them

Power to the people fighting evil out in Ferguson, Go!