[Intro: Breez Evahflowin’]
Yo (Outpost). Yo
[Verse 1: Breez Evahflowin’]
Still out for monster checks, I’ll spit the lotto
“We got it on and they got gone”—(that’s my motto)
Y’all clown niggas serving bullshit—what’s this, McDonald’s?
You follow up the crew and get booed like The Apollo
‘Cause I know my nigga Swave gon’ kill it
And when Static press play, y’all feel it. It’s like a habit
All day, I’m filling my mind with will and design
Convincing a grown nigga that he’s still in his prime
I’ve been in this for a minute. Now the minute is mine
Calling the comp out to stomp out your miniature rhymes
Swear to God you won’t make it past the finishing line
Y’all like snitches who talk to diminish your time
Seen that shit before the minute you shine. Give me your Guinness
Or dime. What I produce reduce your limits to rhyme
This flow getting touched by the truest divine
To get you loose like you’re seduced by the juice of the wine
[Hook: Breez Evahflowin’ and Swave Sevah with DJ Static Scratches] (x2)
[Swave Sevah]
Imperial wrecks still out for monster checks
Still on the necks of all you chumps who ain’t coming correct
[Breez Evahflowin’]
Still burn down tons of stress. O-U-T
P-OST, East Coast amongst the best
[Verse 2: Swave Sevah]
Yo, it’s been a long ride and, finally, we’re getting off the next stop (About time)
I’m on the road to fame. Save those games for the Xbox (Save it)
This year is mine. I’m about to set shop
Ain’t shit you could do to me. Opportunity just knocked
I’m on my way. It’s about time somebody
Gave those airways some hot songs to play
And I can’t help it. I was born that way. From the cradle
To the grave. Still, I’ma do this ‘til I’m old and gray
I don’t play. You could bring your whole army to get me
Y’all could get fucked up together like Bobby and Whitney (Sup?)
With my guard up, y’all hardly will hit me. And I’ll have
You peeing blood from a punch that you got to your kidney
Well, you don’t know? Let me tell you ‘bout this nigga named Crockett
If you rich, then watch it. He’ll dig in your pockets (Give me that)
Calling the expensive shit, take a hit of the chocolate
Treat myself on a trip to the tropics (I’m out) and lay up
[Hook: Breez Evahflowin’ and Swave Sevah with DJ Static Scratches] (x2)
[Swave Sevah]
Imperial wrecks still out for monster checks
Still on the necks of all you chumps who ain’t coming correct
[Breez Evahflowin’]
Still burn down tons of stress. O-U-T
P-OST, East Coast amongst the best
[Bridge 1: Samples with DJ Static Scratches]
“Oh yes” - Sample from Jay-Z’s “Justify My Thug”
“I’ll be the music biz number one supplier” - Sample from Jay-Z’s “Public Service Announcement”
“’No One Can Do It Better’” - Sample from Jay-Z’s “Public Service Announcement”
“No matter... you are what you are, player” - Sample from Jay-Z’s “Public Service Announcement”
“My mind’s on the finish line” - Sample from Jay-Z’s “Justify My Thug”
“Know that” - Sample from Jay-Z’s “Justify My Thug”
“I ain’t never scared” - Sample from Jay-Z’s “What More Can I Say”
“I’m everywhere. You ain’t never there” - Sample from Jay-Z’s “What More Can I Say”
“This is an unusual musical” - Sample from Jay-Z’s “Threat”
“You dumb shit” - Sample from Jay-Z’s “Threat”
“All critics can duck sic” - Sample from Jay-Z’s “Threat”
[Verse 3: Breez Evahflowin’, (Swave Sevah), and {DJ Static}]
Who’ve been in the game for years? (Who’ve been bringing the heat?)
Who the man on the cut? {*DJ Static Scratches*}. Don’t sleep
(Static). Codename: The Beast
‘Cause he beats on your bitch ass for bringing it sweet
400th Greene Street turntable finesse
(Chop your head off) to prove he’s a cut above the rest
Eat a dick. (And that ain’t on no suspect shit)
{I’m the DJ. When we play, I must get chicks}
[Hook: Breez Evahflowin’ and Swave Sevah with DJ Static Scratches] (x2)
[Swave Sevah]
Imperial wrecks still out for monster checks
Still on the necks of all you chumps who ain’t coming correct
[Breez Evahflowin’]
Still burn down tons of stress. O-U-T
P-OST, East Coast amongst the best