[Intro]

Yo

Telly, Bryce, Saul

Uh leggo

[Verse 1: Telly]

Ayo it's Telly Bada$$ BasedGod Lamar

You should clear the vicinity, my nigga, you ain't got no bars

No applause when these lyrics flying atcha, enraptured

Hokage, yo, I'm focusing my chackra

Chakra, it's proper, but money talks is lexicon

Ripping rugged rappers who fuckin' repping wrong

Good times, let 'em roll

Sharpshooters, Brett Hart on the grassy knoll

Keep the feelings, let 'em show

Chill like a boss, let 'em know

Today's my birthday nigga, I'm 2-0

Keep my head above H20

You know what I say go, she like when a nigga flow

So I can hit it anywhere, Randy Orton RKO

Ha, you think because I'm globally known

Double cup the wine, gotta nigga sipping out of styrofoam

I don't give a crap like I left the dice alone

But I'm like Joe Jackson, never leave the mic alone

[Verse 2: Bryce]

So pull your chair close, and let this be a lesson

Bring my brain to a gun fight, cuz I don’t need no weapons

My tongue’s my body armor, there is no dissection

Nomar with his batting gloves I got my superstitions

Flow's stupid like Progressive

Start defending, stay regressing

Keep your enemies close or drop your stock, ’08 Recession

Might be hard for y’all to fathom if ya intelligence be lacking

And the only thing you read is a TL like the Falcons

So I break out of Plato’s Cave

Ready to retake my reigns

Fill my lungs with air like Jane

And see the world through my occipital veins

Hyperactive like caffeine, so I gotta go harder

You know I run on Dunkin’ like I’m Tony Parker

Now Peter, Piper, Peter, Parker

Marvel at these punchlines, Luke I am your father

B.Rose, I return – Cosmic orbits I perturb

But like when simple chicks try to spit, like the roads are slick, I SWERVE

[Drop: Sparbz]

This is a Sparbz production and we only fuck with the best

But really, Telly nigga, you gon' do a track without me?

[Verse 3: Cam]

These children want war, I'll take em all to the alphabet

Yeah bruh I'm raw, on point like Alfalfa head

Fuckin' little rascals looking frazzled, go and get trampled

You're a lyin' king, everything you doing is a tall tale

Watch me rip yo pages out, throw it in the fire to blaze

Take everything that's yours and everything you'll crave

Make people feel scared to even say your name

Might as well think ya mama named ya lame

Like husssssh

Massa's coming at dusk. Better rush running through the brush

Tryna straighten out my roots, no comb no brush

X2

But trust I'm the star you see when you lookin' up

Cuz I been the shit like my ma forgot to flush

So I know the bull, don't waste your time with the matador like rodeo

I'll fry you faster than potato

Take it amigo, you can't catch my lingo

Rap skills made me a star like Ringo

Aight aight bingo, comprendes gringo?

Been on the grind from lunes to domingo

Just Cam and now I'm getting high

With my man Telly when we rhyme