[Verse P. Blackk]
It be that six two, skinny dude
More sharper than [ginsu?]
In the cut, Bakers Club
We hotter than mid-June
...
I'm turning off your on switch
Yeah you gotta make way for the flawless
You talk back, what!? Speak up, nigga, you jawless
Dog, All Terrain Gang
Ya'll ready to bang bang
The God's back, bust raw shit that stay [sane?]
When I say I got hits, I mean [an open ball of fist?]
Ready to smack ya'll niggas, ya'll saying the same thing
Uh, [P. Negro, haven't met?] my equal
To literally see me is the only way you see [[dro-too]??]
Literally beat me is the only way you [[be-dro?]]
And I only got [s???] for momma
You ought to go like Ghana
[Fake] rappers know to shut their mouth when a real nigga rhymin'
I'm like Ice Cube, John Lennon & a twist of Common
PSSSH! Why rap? Go be a doctor
We some [maxin?] G's
Can't be around imposters
Please, I'm keeping this music thing platonic
I'm giving a little, but I've got to [mix?] a lot like [Islamic?]
Who's the new rap savior, who's the prophet ??
I bet his only concern is making a prophet
Well that's part of it
My generation could change the world if we want
I guess I'll be the start of it
[ Hook]
[Verse 2 ?]
[I'm sicking of folks acting all deep
Starting a Tumblr page, they acting all sheik?]
Blogging a text post about how do you meet
Well being a hispter nowadays is mainstream
You ain't know? I'm tired of folks hating on the low
You better be upfront about it or shut the fuck up you ho
Yo, I can't cool it now cause I'm mad
Rich ass kids complaining they ain't get no iPad
First world problems, you can't feed a nigga shit
But crying over them commercials with Sarah Mclachlan
I'm sorry, getting over it
That shit ain't that sad
They're is kids in Cambodia and Haiti trying to eat man
And the motherland, and I don't watch the news
Cause every story is about the brand new son of Sam
And what you saying ?? If you ain't saying something
You can't change nothing if you fronting
Get the funk up