Released on March 15, 2010

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[Intro: Consequence]

Yo, it’s the Cons’, fool


[Verse 1: Consequence]

My heart’s a Benetton ad and my dick’s a black panther

Who might get kicked out if they find out about Samantha

But when I read the answers in these magazine pages

I feel like a (?) ’bout to start ragin’

’Cause when they take shots like my track’s aren't blazing

It’s more drainin’ than a vampire’s bite

So I might need a mirror or my hand on the mic

To make ’em disappear as I walk toward the light

I’ve done something right, I keep comin’ with the crack

So they could swab around your mouth, you’re still no match

’Cause when I heard the raps you recorded at the spot

It made your family look bad like Kourtney and Scott

Support me or not, I still got cake

And only props that you faggots should get is Prop

8

’Cause ever since I inked up like Wiz Khalifa

They whispered to their

Girlfriend that he’s a keeper

So to get a feature from the cameo killa’

Who comes from a family that

Brought the world Dilla

You need the kind of brown bags they give the dope

Dealers

Otherwise I’ll pass like I’m Ben from the Steelers

[Sample] x2

I should just let you live, right? Negative

I swear it’s dough

Or die

Dough or die


[Verse 2: Pharoahe Monch]

My heart is We Are the World, my penis is P.E

But my balls are Avatar, you could see them in 3d

Spit so cold they call me Mr. Freeze

They get shine without private jet trips to Belize

My nigga, please believe

I know thieves from Queens that squeeze for less than 3 gs

But never P, I’m

A lyrical soldier

My brain actually produces gingko

Biloba

Pop lock, Tdot, Nova Scotia

I breakdance to France, my moves will French toast ya

Did graffiti in Japan

They made an animated poster

Now how many emcees truly uphold the culture

Like you know what I haven’t heard in a while?

All the ladies in the house

Say “Ow”

(Ow) For real fuck the fellas

They want free downloads, cds and acapellas

And all I ever hear is I can rap, motherfucker

That I could really rhyme, make tracks, motherfucker

You got a lot of balls, fall back, motherfucker

You need to play sports or sell crack, motherfucker


[Sample]

I should just let you live, right? Negative

I swear it’s dough

Or die

Dough or die

I should just let you live, right? Negative

I swear it’s dough

Or die

Dough or die