Released on December 13, 2013

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Uh.. Lets go!

Hook:

I said there's no time to sit around, I dont give a shit about

What you're considered now, there's no way to figure out...

Blood, sweat, spillin' out, love, hate, in & out

Love that feelin now, Notion original

Excuse me please, now what were you expectin'?

An instant fan, when i grabbed your attention

So, we lacin' weapons in this session to kill

The way we reppin', don't give us a second to chill… (its real)

Verse:

(wat up yall?), they call me Nosh dog, maybe because the flows cold

I even get bitches panties wet, from a phone call

"Nosh" im the man of the moment, while you standin there dormant

& realisin' that you got no supporters, you a "joke"

(Pfft..) shit.., man, do you seein what im coping wit

On my Kid Cudi Day n Nite, lonely stoner shit

(zone quick,) catch me wit a chick, watchin' porno flicks

Rod stiff as a log, dog, chickies adore the dick

New comers, overlook it, try the play the rules

Get me in they trainin' dude &, let me explain it to em

I'm so potent, & still so focused

Put my time in, & now i startin' chargin' for my dopeness

Give a fuck what ya spit about, provide shit to think about

Im the new era, of this Hip Hop digi-tal

I beg ya fine pardon, listen up clear

Emcees fear, coz real artists rockin' this year, & there's.. (16)

Hook:

No time to sit around, I dont give a shit about

What you consider now, there's no way to figure out...

Blood, sweat, spillin out, love, hate, in & out

Love that feelin now, Notion origi-nal

Excuse me please, now what were you expectin'?

An instant fan, when i grabbed your attention

So, we lacin' weapons in this session to kill

The way we reppin', don't give us a second to chill… (its real)

Verse 2:

As soon as I launch off, you pussies get all soft

You ignorance cause y'all, to dwindle & fall off, coz dog

We the illest spit, wit pure magnificence

You sure lack vision kid, you failure to listen is

The reason that you fallin' behind

We cryin' sweatin', bleedin' every season we blowin' ya mind

& still marchin in time, & kill for scrilla at the drop of a dime

If im dropping a roach, that'll be the only way im dropping a dime, (8)

But this a gem, written down with poisonous pens

The how-to training', composin' like Thelonious man..,

I ain't goin for broke, i got my eyes on the bonuses man

Y'all, know what it is, I know the price, but im hopin to bid

Uh, we got this rap game open as shit

So far back, her ribs are cracked, this bitch doin the splits

Okay, victory dance, doggie blaze the L

Copy & I headed for Plat Plus, like we Kane & L, this is training'…

Hook:

No time to sit around, I dont give a shit about

What you consider now, there's no way to figure out...

Blood, sweat, spillin out, love, hate, in & out

Love that feelin now, Notion origi-nal

Excuse me please, now what were you expectin'?

An instant fan, when i grabbed your attention

So, we lacin' weapons in this session to kill

The way we reppin', don't give us a second to chill… (its real)

Verse 3 - Copywrite:

The bigger the budget, the wacker the rapper

I know magic, I'll have your cadaba, go abracadabra

Rabbit out the hat trick, I meant, trick out the rabbit

No gas in the Volkswagen, go, gift-mount for cabbage

Only spitter alive's, when they give him a 5

In Source, he's written in twice, saying it was a bribe, (of course)

Draw before you eyes, play Pictionary

Real my skill to zero beneficiary, reload get the clip & hurry

Drop Ohio bars, at CO Penitentiary, life sentences with the chance of ..??

30 seconds I murder em, 30 seconds into the words on the second ad-lib track

Before I spit the sentence, get a reverend pass those back

Gesundheit this a blessing, this the section where I lift the sweatshirt & you glimpse the weapon

Bookin', sweeten', textin' your next of kin 'fo you get to steppin'

I'll axe your skin like a Mexican with a scissored weapon

Hook:

No time to sit around, I dont give a shit about

What you consider now, there's no way to figure out...

Blood, sweat, spillin out, love, hate, in & out

Love that feelin now, Notion origi-nal

Excuse me please, now what were you expectin'?

An instant fan, when i grabbed your attention

So, we lacin' weapons in this session to kill

The way we reppin', don't give us a second to chill… (its real)