[Intro]

T.U.R.K - “Yeah. Aye, ya’ll feel that? It kinda feels like we’re restoring the feeling, huh? Uh-huh”

Dave’Stone - “The real Hip-Hop is over here (X2)

Aiyyo T.U.R.K, let’s take ‘em back for a minute”

[Verse 1: T.U.R.K & Dave’Stone]

T- I’m a nigga that really raps and that’s a fact

The 80’s personified, like needles I carry crack

Delivery dope as fuck, fiends itching for every line

I recite the type of shit that literally blows yours

D- It’s D, stay rolling, stoner, way ahead of my time

Quick to transform like Optimus in is his prime

Known for moving stacks, no weight, wrestling, sumo

Ts’oara setulo and let’s kick it like judo

T- Hopped out the two door, I’m a boss like Hugo

With the bars I’m better than anybody that you know

Uh, out of this world, fuck a Pluto

Punches give stitches like my nigga named Lulo

D- So we duck these broad like re dodge’a likulo

Hating on the low, ntse re u bona le morung moo

T- Oh, top of the totem, numero uno

They act like they know, but I don’t think that they do though

D- Eye on the prize, aim like a marksman

Ain’t no stopping if we’re in it for the bucks, man

Weed in the air as we scheme on a bigger plan

Leave a legacy, boy, ha kena tela

T- Yeah, getting stoned with my nigga Dave

Fucking with us? Ya’ll niggas brave

New age Styles and Jada, nobody greater

Rap Al Qaeda

Ya’ll minor, we major

Top rhymers, team players

Incredible with the rhetoric

They question who the best, well we can settle it

I make it look easy, this shit is effortless

F a list, ‘cause if I ain’t on it, nigga, it’s F it then

I took the time to put the effort in

D- Straighten up my top fade, then I level it

From the kasi to the burbs ziighelegeqe

Flow eloquent, yeah the boy Heaven sent

T- I’m a god, but I do this shit for the Hell of it

D- Come to your show, bring that heat, call it Hell in there

Spit fire, make hits, then I’m selling ‘em

And how I do what I does, ain’t no telling ‘em

T-A scientist in the lab when formulating these flows

Every written is fire, but when I spit it it’s cold

D- Got my street cred in check and yes, I know my role

I’m in it to win it, my position on pole

T- Smoking rappers just like the weed that I roll

D- Show these rappers that I’m deeper than before

T- Man these rappers really thinking that they’re dope

D- I got the swisher, man these niggas getting smoked

T- Every line is like a key of the coke

D- After I hit, I’m that nigga you don’t provoke

T- Puff puff pass, I hit it and never choke

D- Man, I got these niggas twitching like ba ts’oeroe ke stroke

T- Peep the method, I beat the beat ‘til it’s red, man

If we battle, my nigga, then you’re a dead, man

I’ll body anybody who want it, can get it

D- Cut throats spray ceilings for niggas that’s with it

T- Name a nigga nicer when rhyming, I doubt you’ll find him

D- Got bars like prison yards, best believe we got ‘em

T- I ain’t even write these bars, nigga, I thought ‘em

But I’m still a problem whenever a nigga jots ‘em

D- Unfuckwithable, moremaphofu, is a combo

Punch your favorite rapper, best believe he’s a john doe

Fuck around, I might roll up at your spot, hoe

Project X, repo everything you got, yo

T- Rappers get beaten like bongos