[Intro: [?]]

Wassup Trigga?

[Verse: Trials]

Figure I would wait another minute

Slip my dinner in the door, I'm starving (I'm starving)

My apartment's up high and I got this telescope

Even though my leg's broke and I'm laughing (I'm laughing)

See I bailed out, didn't use the blinker ([?])

Woke up, took another photo of Yoda and made a stinker

It's mega evident I've been to see the president

The name's trash everywhere, but there it still gets me in

G.E. in 3D, they can see these nuts

DJ Debris, ADFU, Reflux, wassup?

That's the team to get [?], get with it

Hit it with [?] and next minute (Argh)

Spit the breaks sideways until it's proper

Funkoars, Vents One, Briggs, and Hillatoppa

Rap prime minsters, some say sinister

Pity the fool, fuck around consider 'em schooled

Get wrecked, place a bet with Hell's bookie

Ooo yeah, it's nice there this time year but hell moosty

Summer in the city, winter in the suburb

Golden Era two-thousand-and-twelve motherfucker