[Verse 1: Fonz-E Mak]

Uh, hey, lace em up, lace em up

Fix your cup, fix your cup

Wish me luck, wish me luck

I'm double trouble like that witch's spell

Wasting cash in wishing wells

For my competition, I just wish you well

I'm from the wild wild Midwest

Where we play Blackhawks and Cowboy Bebop

And then you learn fast that success

Is what your waiting for like Pete Rock

I'm chilling on this couch just watching Comcast

I gotta work at Fridays till I'm letting the time pass

Ight man time passed

I'm very gifted my pimp is Jeremy Pippin

You dudes be feeling froggy but you rarely ribbet

You can ask critics my lyrics are mass hits

Scratch that they acidic as sick as mad as it can get

Ya its a gift when I spit and I rip on these tracks

No trust falls on this see yall can't hold me back

I'm sleeping on this bus having Billy dreams

Staring at the stars in this sky just made me think

Damn, that's where I wanna be

[verse 2: Murph Watkins]

The beat is telling me the world is mine

Make the world align, orbit with the solar system

Mold it with the world around, peak the spit game

I'm know to cause a big bang curling irons

Grab her by the hand and get your girl in line

Even if you whirl a nine around you couldn't blow my demeanor

Even told the meanest opponent he's weaker

I'm herbal essence in a verbal session

Yes I spit dirty sometimes but I prefer the freshness

My tongue is a murder weapon its hard to pray with it

I asked God for the power, he let Ye get it

Maybe I should wear a shinny suit and get maced with it

Or maybe puffed with it either way I must get it

Grab a mike and just get it all with my ball

Til you floor, never board like a plane or a bus ticket

Til you floor, never board like a plane or a bus ticket

Murph that's enough spittin', kick it

[Verse 3: Fonz-E Mac and Murph Watkins]

I'm moving toward success, I'm more or less avoiding stress

Rep the club it seems so good you know the rest

Fonz-E be mackin them rebels I'm attracting them

Dope lines I be rapping them stupid questions yall asking them

Uh only one real chick so I'm never around bimbos

The way I'm trending I should be followed by pound symbols

When I walk the ground trembles

My pain the earth feel it higher then smurfs skillet

Drop the S, Murf, kill it

Truly that dude forever, if you in my view ever unruly I do

Whenever you do whatever you do it never

Who would have knew the weather would change in the proof swear to

Every track that is this cold now back to the flow

I'm like the stupidest clubber I make the lucrative cheddar

I look myself in the mirror mirror, like who could spit it better

Not a soul N O like olly grow so adios

I'm fixing to blow like snotty noses