[Verse 1: Jabee]

Yo

What’s the knowledge?

What’s the nonsense?

Looks like candy

But it tastes like vomit

We pay homage

To the O.G.s before us

And the Y.G.s behind us

And our hijinks define us

My definition of a thug nigga

Crush any competition

Living breathing

Human being

Any [?] heathen scheming

Trying to get over

Over the under

Under some of the hunger from the summer heat

And some will eat

And some will starve

And some are free

Some behind bars

Me, I’m living in my means

Means I’m making ends meet

By any means necessary

And that means if necessary

Trying to redirect the ghetto essence

Essence is less than any message confessed in

When destiny’s destined

To be great

Illuminate your mind

Let your thoughts

Playa hate, boy

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Super

[Verse 2: Kool A.D.]

Kool A.D., best rapper in the world

What’s up, Jabee? Heh

What it do, bro?

Me, I’m super

See your boy cool, chucking West Side mudrahs

Invest my juice in my sutras

Invent my truth and light doobs up

Spend my loot on light move so I can see my life move up

Dream like America but also like Cuba

Heh-heh

Ya no puedo caminar like cucaracha

Somebody stop your boy, dime pasta

Higher than a dreadlocked Rasta

Cuando llego a la casa

Pendejo, I’m a monster

Shoot the gift while you play it like a cello at a concert

The mellow in Matanzas

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(laughing) Oh, but seriously...