The time for us is now...

Realest niggas out, started from a dream Now me and my team got more chips than Kareem Throwing up the bird like Larry, I’m very mean with it Clean with it, homie the first one on the scene with it Bout to make a movie, no budget Cause when I went to school bitch, money was the subject Shoutout out to 2Chainz, I’m rocking the two chains Either eat or get ate, we call that the food chain Cause all I ever wanted was to make it Realest words I ever heard was stay true and never fake it Got me feeling I’m the one like the dude in the Matrix Viva la familia and we are not related So homie listen up, if I’m buzzing I’m your favorite cousin But don’t trip, extra clip like a bakers dozen Muhfuckas is not ready what I’m bout to do Out to move, units for the green verbal Mountain dew Shout to Screw, and we gon carry on tradition Looking for trouble till you find it and go missing So listen, this isn’t coexisting with me No I ain’t tripping, I’m a different type a nigga in deed Roll the trees up, educated like a degree But still street like the concrete jungle Young man rumble, young Cassius Clay Jedi Jae, but a nigga smoke like Joe Frazier If I gaze ya with the laser, you’ll be seeing the creator And I ain’t talking Tyler, Richard Pryor with the flavor Maybe later, we’ll debate a, couple things major Like how to get this paper, while we watching for the traitors Cause word, I done heard, this nigga sick like a lunatic Creep like a lunar eclipse, don’t sleep, the sooner it gets Night, black on black mode, the code no plan B Cold vigilantes, hoes with no panties Everytime you see us, probably at first glace see A buncha fly niggas, but really we not fancy We just wanna spend, drink gin, and win grammys Vivia la famila, and this is for the family And there goes the neighborhood... you're welcome

(Hook) - We got heat for the streets, beating up your neighborhood Muhfucka yo we rock the block Don Cannon in this bitch, you know we rock the block Jae Swizzy in this bitch, you know we rock the block And it’s like, uh oh, there goes the neighborhood Uh, oh, there goes the neighborhood Cause if it’s hot it’s hot Turn it up and let it bump and we gon rock the block (Verse One) - Better call the cops It’s like the world stops when I drop Like I took my mask off and I turned out to be 2pac Smoking on big L’s till I’m getting the big picture If you be taking L’s, then a nigga can’t fuck with ya It’s hard for a pimp but it’s easy for Jae I keep it real unlike the shit that be on TV today What they say about a rapper with morals are unreal But I don’t give a fuck, doesn’t matter I’m too trill But still keep the steal, kill at will if you mess with The drama, we bring it to your door UPS bitch And these niggas is housewives, cause they desperate Selling they soul to get a mothafucking death wish Them niggas is dumb niggas if you ask me I be cloud nine, so I fly, first class G First never last, see a nigga doing good Getting paper in the morning, like the fucking neighborhood (Hook) - We got heat for the streets, beating up your neighborhood Muhfucka yo we rock the block Don Cannon in this bitch, you know we rock the block Jae Swizzy in this bitch, you know we rock the block And it’s like, uh oh, there goes the neighborhood Uh, oh, there goes the neighborhood Cause if it’s hot it’s hot Turn it up and let it bump and we gon rock the block (Verse Two) - The realest state since realstate, the crib got a nice view No clouds, the sky bright blue Got a chick super sick I would wife, but due To circumstances, it ain’t no chances Be taken, seven degrees of separation Wake and bake baking like half of me was Jamican Homie don’t be mistaking, you don’t know what this about When niggas you don’t know all up in ya house Take the change out your couch, and bang out your spouse Cannon in your fride, make it hard to forgive Cause we so, disrespectful, might think you special Niggas get salty, get twisted like a preztel I told niggas I’ma do my own work In the lab, pen and paper like I’ma doing homework Stacking money like books, so you know I’ma doing good Getting paper in the morning, there goes the neighborhood (Hook) - We got heat for the streets, beating up your neighborhood Muhfucka yo we rock the block Don Cannon in this bitch, you know we rock the block Jae Swizzy in this bitch, you know we rock the block And it’s like, uh oh, there goes the neighborhood Uh, oh, there goes the neighborhood Cause if it’s hot it’s hot Turn it up and let it bump and we gon rock the block

Your boss is dead and so are you! (Verse One) - Never really had much, always had bad luck Now things looking up, but I don’t really brag much Had to get my cash up and when I got it stash up This isn’t no game, the lames can’t harass us Always keep the grass cut, snakes pop, take shots Never get gassed up, they hate when you on top You on top… nigga you on top? Life is short, but I love it by a long shot Cause this is the dream of what the ghetto Instilled since I was little, before I knew how to peddle A bike, something like, the feeling of nothing nice Pay the price like credit or debit but with your life Roll the dice, you might just got lucky Then you can do it big, like Cease, Lox and Puffy I’m in my own bubble, boy, you can’t touch me And let me ask you this (who the hell is gonna stop us now?) (Hook) - When we coming threw with no breaks Doing whatever, forever, whatever it takes To make all this cake, we bake all this cake And niggas they gonna hate, why niggas they wanna hate? They fake, and they phony, and I’m riding with the homies Rolling till the mothafucking wheels roll off Top speed with no breaks, smoke weed on smoke breaks And let me ask you this (who the hell is gonna stop us now?) (Verse Two) - When we coming threw with no breaks Doing whatever, forever, whatever it takes, look I think I’m death proof, Kurt Russell with the hustle Cause I can’t stop like speed, Keanu Reeves Double deed, follow my lead, cause I’m a leader Like Malcolm X minus the suit, add in the sneakers The Julius Ceaser, minus the ceaser, and add the afro Fidel Castro, straight up I’m a asshole Hit the peddle, gas go, fly with a dream The Jeff Gordon of recording I’ma ride for my team It’s AI, real niggas, no robots More like a dope spot, in other words, nigga we so hot Don’t believe the hype man, believe in yourself You could either be Rudolph or sleep with the elfs Mad at me but I’m finally putting music on the shelf With no help, and I’m being felt, black belt swag Can’t stop now, see my black self ass Gotta get it while it’s hot, cause my tracks melt fast Burn kush like we burn rubber, you better learn brother The long term fucka, what you know know about it? Sucka niggas and bitches that call my phone Talking all that Jazz, like Karl Malone Get the click like chicks who can’t get the rappper So let me ask you this (who the hell is gonna stop us now?) (Hook) - When we coming threw with no breaks Doing whatever, forever, whatever it takes To make all this cake, we bake all this cake And niggas they gonna hate, why niggas they wanna hate? They fake, and they phony, and I’m riding with the homies Rolling till the mothafucking wheels roll off Top speed with no breaks, smoke weed on smoke breaks And let me ask you this (who the hell is gonna stop us now?)

(Verse One) - Champagne for the winners Finish up the lunch, then we hunt for the dinner No days off homie all we do is work Bout to murk on these niggas Go Dirk on these niggas Who the fuck said what about losing? Confusing Swizz with them half wit fools is amusing But I keep the blueprint, jump man on the shoeprints In the sand as I stand where the few went Taking out the target, rolling up the kush Till we stoned than a bitch, in which, we be the hardest Better than your favorite artist, reguardless the genre Pop you hip hop Premadonnas Sweat me like a sauana, we already at ya Momma’s Tie her up with TNT, cause she don’t know drama Like this, shorty life's like this And we need the champagne for these nights like this (Hook) - Champagne for the champions… yeah Champagne for the champions… yeah Cause all we do is seem to win yeaaah And all we do is seem to win yeaaah So it’s champagne for the champions (yup, yup) Champagne for the champions (yup, yup) Cause all we do is seem to win yeaaah And all we do is seem to win yeaaah (Verse Two) - Ayo back to back titles like the dream up in H-Town We in H-Town, on our way to space town I’m too dope so I can’t feel my face now Soon as I touch base, I’ma lace ya’ll with straight brown Cause the champange’s reserved for the Jordans I’m taking sips, between takes when I’m recording But I just be working hard, and it’s rewarding To not have to be like ya’ll, cause ya’ll boring Soaring threw the air, like we just don’t care Dapping my niggas, confetti all up in my hair Medium rare, serving niggas every time we meet And when it comes to next year, we broken record repeat The dynasty we flossing Green team, no Boston I do it for the captial, should of moved to Austin That's sick, shorty life's that sick And we need the champagne for these nights like this (Hook) - Champagne for the champions… yeah Champagne for the champions… yeah Cause all we do is seem to win yeaaah And all we do is seem to win yeaaah So it’s champagne for the champions (yup, yup) Champagne for the champions (yup, yup) Cause all we do is seem to win yeaaah And all we do is seem to win yeaaah

(Verse One) - One the road to riches and diamond rings Fly niggas do fly things So I’ma stay ready for whatever life brings Even if it means going threw hell, I ain’t going to fail I be hip to this shit like hop Don’t quit, won’t stop Three o’clock in the morning at the iHop Stacking money up like pancakes on the maple I keep my circle small like we all at the table Can’t front, Jae Swizzy got the best team So it’s fuck sleep like I’m having a wet dream I’m living that by any Malcolm X means If you want it, then I got it, connect words to fiends Cause for real (Hook) - Zeta I haven't slept in such a lonnnggg time Such a lonnnggg time Cause I'm on my grind... till the sun comes up (Verse Two) - And we had it again Niggas can’t help it, it’s a habit to win Check the status, I’m automatic and back with the pen So these niggas that who be rapping ain’t a factor to him They be looking ludicrous, so bitch, it’s like move My music so banging that bitch you might bruise No need to snooze, respect these studs Early morning, we should be called the breakfast club Houston Texas love, this is what I gotta do The crew stick together till we run outta glue But my point of view is I’m deep in a spell, see A nigga never sleep like I’m living on Elm Street Paranoid to nap, cause it’s a trap You slack for one minute my nigga you get lapped That’s fact no fiction, cooking in the kitchen Never paid for pussy but I always paid attention And homie did I mention Audio Intelligence, fool, that’s the mission Audio Intelligence, fool, that’s tradition Late nights and early mornings is how we living (Hook) - Zeta I haven't slept in such a lonnnggg time Such a lonnnggg time Cause I'm on my grind... till the sun comes up (Zeta) - I am authentic creation My gift to you is the future Simulate disorder I'm more then your used to That has been clear to me Nothing has been new that thought has been the fear in me I've been trying hard to be perfect in purity But I grind for the hoes clothes money and the jewelery Security of winning to thrill in evil live sinning to Guns dont kill people little silly rabbit women do No apologies to claim so just mock me in your breath You can follow me to fame or maybe stalk to me to success Either way you choose to chose you wont find many friends Like me and Mr. Jedi Jae we are like in excellence Witness courage wisdom sense Climbed over that forbidden fense Hence the present tence in my suspense That I desend from heaven sent To pick up white girls in a white Mercedes Benz And maybe when we finally meet you'll see what I'm like for now Save it then And stop pretending to be something that your really not Like when you say your really not attracting to me alot Sought after Audio Inteligence Attlast is with it to And voluntary madness is basically what I bring to you And when I die bury me in a coffin with Virgin Marys daughters I bring permanent solutions to your temporary problems In other words I'm suicide with a genius mind Thinking my dreams must be blurred memories of My previous life Strife is what this life will hand you And you can disagree with me but dont think that I can command you To be understood is to understand you But the fact that you think that I give a damn It makes you so damn cute I waited by the heavens gate and wait for you to come in it Sleeping is like being with death just without commitments And I tend to keep my eyes open and grind till the sun up And I'm still afraid to be happy cuz bad things always come up So I stay rolling verdure to make sure that I don't lose it Give you half of me of now the rest of it is in the music Getting the finner things in life stay balling nigga And to my critics here's a standing ovation from my tallest finger

(Zeta) - If you like to We can chill, roll something, get high too If you like to We can play the crib, do something you like to do I invite you Cause it’s still early, so come with me and get right She so for real, she so for real, she so for real She wanna smoke and chill (Hook) - Zeta And I just wanna know Can I take you to a place where all the woman wanna go? And we can keep it on the low But we be so high, we be so fly And everybody know the game But I don’t really threat her the same Cause she’s She’s so for real, she’s so for real, she’s so for real She wanna smoke and chill (Verse One) - Girls, all they wanna do is have fun So every time she come around I let her have some Where you from? What’s ya name? Doesn’t matter who you came with Only just my homie but really could be my main bitch What I’m thinking while I’m watching you roll that At the same time you say I’m brining that soul back I love it when pretty chicks dig the kid tunes Smoking up the room, getting high like balloons Kinda different, when we by ourselves in this position Just chilling getting faded like the haircut Scottie Pippen had Them other niggas gotta step like a different dad I know you love it, real nigga, you never switching back To them ol lames, you too ashamed to name But I don’t even blame you, they ain’t on the same mood Get the vibe, I’ll prescribe you the medicine Teach you how to fly in the sky where you never been (Hook) - Zeta And I just wanna know Can I take you to a place where all the woman wanna go? And we can keep it on the low But we be so high, we be so fly And everybody know the game But I don’t really threat her the same Cause she’s She’s so for real, she’s so for real, she’s so for real She wanna smoke and chill (Verse Two) - You a bad girl and you’re friends bad too So every single weekend they be loving the crew B.O.B. say they ain’t got nothing on you So it’s fuck them other bitches, they ain’t fucking with you And you ain’t fucking with dudes, who don’t stick to the script Living life like a movie, doobies get rolled up and lit Hold up we high than a bitch, I like the way that you laugh You like the way that I spit, I like the way that we click Say everyday that you wish we could kick it on the regular Something like the kush, girl I’m nothing like the regular First class flights every night outta sight from the crowd Tryna keep it quiet smoking loud Find a place in the clouds, and escape for a while All the things you wanna say translates to a smile But just save it and savor the moment I just left the corner store, got the flavor you wanted So we good (Hook) - Zeta And I just wanna know Can I take you to a place where all the woman wanna go? And we can keep it on the low But we be so high, we be so fly And everybody know the game But I don’t really threat her the same Cause she’s She’s so for real, she’s so for real, she’s so for real She wanna smoke and chill

It’s strictly for my ninjas… worldwide State to state… city to city In ya mothafuckin neighborhood (Verse One) - I been a ninja for a long time, I’m talking all of my life All of my life, I been on a long grind Tryna kick it threw the shadows like Shinobi Obi one Kenobi, spurs in your ass like Gianobli They could never bar code me So what’s left is to take em out Early in the morning I be baking out Afternoons in the after noon we gon wait it out Till it’s no lights in this muhfucka The high samurai fuckin with the fly chicks Kicks with the chop sticks, niggas can’t knock this Camouflage shorts with the bush in my pocket Space Jam Jordan’s with my black belt on You niggas tryna see me but you can’t I’m gone So wrap ya shit up, then pack ya shit up Wanna be a black belt too, then fuck with us Secret society, all we ask is trust (Hook) - Strictly for my ninjas fam, strictly for my ninjas fam Homie what you say? Nigga the black belt society, victim of society, that’s why they wanna ride with me But, it's strictly for my ninjas fam, strictly for my ninjas fam Homie what you say? Nigga the black belt society, victim of society, that’s why they wanna ride with me (Verse Two) - Ninja assassin, assassin’s creed Where we believe in higher learning so we pass the weed Underground rap tryna set the masses free Same time getting paper like Master P If you don’t know by now, better ask a G It’s no church in the wild, so they blasphemy In other words, I say the word then they blast for me Shoot threw a pillow by the window while you fast asleep We move quick, quickly, simply, it’s a mystery Don’t know who I am, but damn, never forget me Exploding on the scene like a mothafucking Takes one to know one so you might not understand him Strictly for my ninjas, what up to Dom Chronicles Curbside Jones, and my nigga Tek Tek Hotorri Honzo blade will fade threw your neck If you talking out your neck or talking down on the set For respect (Hook) - Strictly for my ninjas fam, strictly for my ninjas fam Homie what you say? Nigga the black belt society, victim of society, that’s why they wanna ride with me But, it's strictly for my ninjas fam, strictly for my ninjas fam Homie what you say? Nigga the black belt society, victim of society, that’s why they wanna ride with me

(Jedi Jae) - Riding threw the city sitting clean like I’m Mr. Butler Switching lanes almost running into muhfuckas Get out the lane hoe, Swizzy coming threw I love Houston girls, they always down to screw (yup) And this that muhfuckin Trill Life Meaning what we say in our music we do in real life Fucking right, niggas can’t fight what it feel like Type to slap you up, hear my music and say I’m still nice Novacane for the pain, because he kill mics And Coach Trill I mean for real, shoulda had a deal twice Smack on whoever I feel like Just in case you tripping, put in position to fuck with him You’ll be straight, put out comission, audio edition Mixing, whipping crack in the kitchen, type shit I tried to wake em up, I even hit the light switch But, it’s like it’s only meant for G’s to know the game And real recongnize real, niggas know the name (Hook) - Coach T It go down in my city Trill Life or get with it Busy getting these benji’s First name Never last name Finished Gotta get to that fetti, gotta get to that gwop I want the mortezerella, get out my lane cause I won’t stoooppp (N.O.V.A) - I am so fresh I'm so hood my name is N.O.V and I'm so trill Ridin' round cuz I'm huntin' ducks and I'm talkin' bout them major bills My top back in my Coupe Deville (Candy paint drip oil spills) You niggaz fakin' this trill life thats why ya hearts filled with ill will (Yeah) It's N-O-V nigga get familiar Every 16's hot like Domino's nigga charge the Visa and it gets delivered I'm from the city of the wood grain grippers, syrup sippers, hustle niggaz I just love to count it up thats why I got these paper cuts from the green back benji slivers My jewel game is Slick Rick my timepiece cost 30 racks That Hublot profession-al with no stones it's all black Muthafuckas miscontrude how I do what I do when I do see its nuttin' to a boss bitch I got bitches on the tip of my dick so you pussy ass niggaz need to really jump off it I'm so cool I'm so clutch I cant miss just call me Kobe Fresh to death means I'm casket clean so no swagga jackin' these bitches want Mr. N.O.V and that Jedi Jae its Blackhand/A.I Live from that trillville its real here this Trill Life (Hook) - Coach T It go down in my city Trill Life or get with it Busy getting these benji’s First name Never last name Finished Gotta get to that fetti, gotta get to that gwop I want the mortezerella, get out my lane cause I won’t stoooppp

(Jedi Jae) - They on hot pursuit You fucking with some real ass niggas, better salute Or stay stuck in ya place, either hush or get crushed Either way, all these niggas tryna sound like us But I’m something for the history books The ones they hide from the children, stashed under a building Ironically I stay high on the ceiling Deep looking for fine freaks, pushing the wheel And pullin up to the spot, kush clouds parking lot Then… kidnap ya bitches like this is a robbery We just keeping it real be for real honesty To set the record straight, what’s a burger and a shake To a bad bitch cooking up the eggs and the steak? Can you relate nah, you not G So when you see a nigga salute, don’t talk please We just chilling, with our minds on a milling (Hook) - Kutta Slice This a real nigga salute, so real niggas salute Put your 21 guns in the air and shoot Me and Swizzy bout to air the booth So real niggas salute (salute) Salute (salute) Salute (salute) Salute (salute) Salute (salute) Salute (salute) Got a issue nigga bring your troops now what it do (Kutta Slice) - Salute me like a general with 5 stars On the grind like a drive like flying cars Plus I’m high, I’m probably hiding behind Mars Me and Swizzy together, that’s how I inline stars Rhymes hard, so this shit ain’t for the radio They ain’t gotta play me, but homage, you gotta pay me though So foul, they should put me in a vial, right now Cause a nigga got that crack rock 80’s flow And I’m a 80’s baby just to let the ladies know Roping em up and then poking em like a 84 Born in 85, Lone Star State of mind Making it threw this all time high rate of crime Giving vision while you niggas leave the stray to blind Serving thought food, you niggas better wait in line Like a soup kitchen, spitting like a tooth missing I’m threw ripping this booth, nigga salute, geah! (Hook) - Kutta Slice This a real nigga salute, so real niggas salute Put your 21 guns in the air and shoot Me and Swizzy bout to air the booth So real niggas salute (salute) Salute (salute) Salute (salute) Salute (salute) Salute (salute) Salute (salute) Got a issue nigga bring your troops now what it do

(Jedi Jae) - Life is like a movie, but I rather just read the novel Auto bio-graphical inside a liquor bottle Gotta be like a chameleon, on my way to a million Top secret agent flow, no civilian A lot of niggas is outside the building Living in a box, while I’m giving it all I got Until the limit when I’m in it I fall out On stage balls out, keep the weed low when them laws out We do it for the people on that day to day work shit And please stop begging for food and if you don’t work bitch Fuck around and get it chopped off If ya not, in ya own mind tryna be a boss Or a leader or better man, go get some better plans We making history, Flight Club forever man Plus the audio is brilliant, so until it’s The casket, keep droppin these classics brother look (Hook) - We on a quest to get higher Give you the best of me like Mya Something when you hear it, you could get inspired And go inspire, build a empire But you washed up, nigga and we fresh out the dryer (You way past irrelevant, this Audio Intelligence) You washed up, nigga and we fresh out the dryer (You way past irrelevant, this Audio Intelligence) (Professor Stixs) - See ya’ll could never pause my flaws These silhouette thoughts be, fresh as you brewing the best coffee My plans to make righteous, everything that Allah see Can’t fault me, I’m nothing like homie from outta Marcy The nerve of the God, he hardly the God body I’m cut from a different cloth, he more like dirty laundry We need some fresher faces in this party, yo pardon me It’s time to get em tossed like, oh yo get em off me The essence of a Malcolm and the presence of a Garvey I’m somewhere in between I’m getting blunted with a 40 Born in the jungle, probably die in the safari So I don’t fear thinking God’s blessings is upon me But just in case they try to harm me, I got it on me They don’t alarm me with tough talk, I got an army Before the game decide to pay regards and disregard me Please, don’t let the curtains fall before they all applaud me (Hook) - We on a quest to get higher Give you the best of me like Mya Something when you hear it, you could get inspired And go inspire, build a empire But you washed up, nigga and we fresh out the dryer (You way past irrelevant, this Audio Intelligence) You washed up, nigga and we fresh out the dryer (You way past irrelevant, this Audio Intelligence)

Cause when it’s business… it’s never personal (Verse One) - Money is the motive if you haven't noticed I see myself with hella paper, I just gotta stay focused Follow the plan Cause I ain't the type to follow a man Know what I'm saying They play games and I ain't playing I'm serial killer serious killing the living dead Hitting em in the head till I’m painting the town red Like Cincinnati baseball Serve em like a 8 ball Straight raw, one verse'll melt they whole face off Face it dog, you don't wanna face off I'm way too fly for these niggas, I'm bout to take off Stay on my job cause I, never take off Overtime sudden death On the grind till it's nothing left Money on my mind everything else is irrelevant Cause I ain't working for peanuts, I ain't a elephant Something like the president, matter fact fuck the government They hating on a nigga and I'm loving it (Hook) - 2x Money over bullshit nigga we all in Got soldiers on the front line ready to fall in Cause if we stick together, then homie we all win (Verse Two) - I fuck hoes but don't fuck with hoe ass niggas So fast I blow pass these slow ass niggas Consider it like a race What the fuck is the point if you ain't coming in first place? Be good or be great Like Tony Frosted Flakes I aint tryna wait But wait we gotta work like weight state to state So I hate niggas who ain't got they priorities straight If you can't keep it for real then you probably fake Counterfeit, while I’m on a mountain counting chips I give a stack to my lil bro, We all in Cause life is just a gamble you dying to win I tell God like look I ain't trying to sin But the devil tryna get me like heavy metal But we ain't even on the same level, cause I'm flying again I'm top flight Catch us in tuxedos in casinos With a Creole queen Blowing green like Cee-Lo, mean (Hook) - 2x Money over bullshit nigga we all in Got soldiers on the front line ready to fall in Cause if we stick together, then homie we all win

Man I’m so high I got birds in the… I said Man I’m so high I got birds in the condo! We got birds in the condo, game on the flat screen Buncha ya’ll look lame on the rap scene I would say names but I ain't one to act mean So just say I'ma bout to run it like a track team Pass the baton, Louis Vuitton Jae Really though Swizzy bomb Jays and Bombay Sipping like a fresh fish with a wet bitch Watching Netflixs, fuck her in the morning cook the breakfast Please, juice eggs and cheese The question remains who’s next to lead? If it ain't Jedi Jae homie than best believe And stop kidding, nigga ya grown Homie come on I’ma step in this game like where the drinks at? Coming up with songs, how the fuck did he think that? And I ain't even selfish I just tell em to think back Alright now look that's what I'm tryna bring back First name Jedi last name Jae Swizz Hoes that be on me before ain't used to say shit Now they wanna hang with, anxious But it ain't shit to me I'll tell a bitch to leave The moment she starts hugging up and kissing me I tell her we don't make love we make history Ya see, I know it feels different b Cause you been fly but never high to this degree

Live from the Grindhouse (Jedi Jae) - Ayo, Tryna stop the madness Live in the kitchen cooking up them classics I hit the trees like a tropical breeze A rare sight to see, I’m on top of the league But stay under the house, I be up in the basement Getting high off life, till fuck it I’m wasted You’ll never find another rapper in the H, kid Then these niggas, gorillas, we mobb killas With the mothafuckin camera crew Shut your god damn mouth, if you ain’t got a answer fool In the lab like a mouse in the maze I’m bout getting paid So fuck opinions, take them thoughts to the grave It’s like everywhere we go, niggas saying the same shit What you gon do when you get in the game Swizz? I tell them, I don’t give a fuck about fame So just gimme my money and let me chill on a plane Inhumane how I spit that flow, unethical Shooting the ball with two seconds left to go, swish I see them haters in the exit row You gotta die, it’s just death, ya know, so stop tripping I’m different in a cold way That’s what the hoes say So ya’ll can leave but let the hoes stay Put some time in or be on time out I got that dope, and I got it from the grind house (Stevo Infinity) - If I grind tonight I swear to God I’d rise on the third day Kill all of the her say and rep it for my birthplace Get cash my nigga cause it’s all about that first place Ain’t no runners up, just black suits and dirt graves I’m from the city where the skinny niggas hurt mane Stomach touching they back, part throats they thirsty Murder, murder one, no love and that’s courtesy of No salvation like God’s, all outta mercy Ten toes down I’m in a boxing stance Posted squaring off with the mic boxing stand Tryna manifest the gwop like a commerce branch That’s why I’m counting on the present like the clock’s hands And you know I blow kush like the Rasta man So fly, tried to land and I botched the plan So high, rap with Jesus, beatbox with fam Now you seeing where I’m coming from, cocks in hand Now you seeing where I’m coming from, the block I stand Statuettes like a black lord God I stand Black Zeus, no bolts, just the mic in my hand Blunt in my mouth, nigga feeling like Bozilla A monster, half man and half gorilla Like 28 cooked up hard and no filler I’m dope nigga and we supplying at the Grindhouse ADI, Stevo Infinity, what you lying bout nigga?

I smoked pot with Johnny Hopkins You don’t know anyone named Johnny Hopkins It was Johnny Hopkins… and Sloan Kettering… and they were blazing that shit up everyday (Verse One) - Gotta stay high like the planes in the sky I came in the game, wrote my name in the sky Like, high life, catch me and my nigga ADI, get your mind right Can’t handle the heights than you die, this is my life So I stay fresh like some new kicks Preferably J’s, the 13 Flints Snap to, back to, reality Niggas ain’t happy with they selves so they mad at me I try to get it automatically But with the bumps in the clouds, it’s hard to imagine We far from perfect with perfect thoughts Spit gems on the track nigga worth ya watch It’s not, worth the watch, rather watch the game Me and these other lil niggas, we are not the same (nooo) Cause I be jaded till I made it bro And when I’m famous, add the I.N. for the infamous (Hook) - Cause everyday I try to keep it fly yo I’m sky high everywhere that I go You talking buncha of shit, but they nothing but lies though And me I keep it G, see, superfly (yeah) Cause everyday I try to keep it fly yo I’m sky high everywhere that I go You talk a buncha of shit, but they nothing but lies though And me I keep it G, see, I’m superfly (Verse Two) - Kidnap your hoe and let her kick it at the stujo Home girl you know, flow is like Judo Mixed with the tricks of a myth called Jedi Jae What else to say, but respect get paid Whenever we get the loot, we put the music on mute But stay around pussy like an R&B group Fucking rap dudes, I ain’t tryna be cute Make a smoothie out your fruity ass But listen homie, see the truth of the story is I’m in route for the glory And I ain’t tripping or slacking, stacking my loot inventory I gotta, paint the pictures with the scriptures in my rhyme book Stone cold flow and that’s the bottom line, look Close calls with no reception I’m running in this bitch raw, no protection Young Swizzy, get busy like Wednesday workday The kid getting cake and it ain’t even my birthday Check the world play

(Jedi Jae) - Turn my microphone up... turn my radio down And this ain’t nothing like the radio Boogz and that nigga Jae Swizz on ya stereo Shout out to Devi Dev cause she’s fine And fuck Natai for banning Trae one time Airplanes and clouds, it’s no lames allowed And you not a emcee if you can’t tame the crowd I’m thinking like, I ougtha slow down but yo fuck it If I tell them catch up, they gon prolly bring mustard And we allergic to lames Converted the game then deserted the fame Rather lead with the underground like Harriet T Assassinate my character (bury a G) Be wary of me, I keep a extra biscuit in the box Make a nigga stop like he got a ticket by the cops I ain’t Radio Rayhem, but niggas wanna Pac me But I’m like a train full of dope, you can’t stop me You too sloppy, I’m fresh so clean Room full of smoke, like a retro scene With the retro kicks, so in retrospective The birds fly south and they all in Texas Yeah, more money more problems Skip Paris, real niggas in London We tore down the basement, and made it a dungeon Live ass studio, niggas up to something Leaves of the fabulous tree, add dignity And what you got is instantly a classic flow Do the kid be rocking? Bro ask ya hoe You not fucking with me, you more like a class below Had to shit on these niggas so the grass could grow Getting paper while you lookin like a an ass you know And it’s not a good look, and like a good book I give life to words, but don’t wife the birds Like a chick who look sick but always liked the nerds She knows what’s up, still blazing it up What you hear inside your ear is it amazing or what? No brainwash, we wash, away the politics Don’t watch me my nigga, watch ya dollar bitch They said I brought gangsta back I heard them niggas say Swizzy brought gangsta back Cause I’m a mothafuckin g, a mothafuckin g And this ain’t nothing like the radio Boogz and that nigga Jae Swizz on ya stereo Shout out to Devi Dev cause she’s fine And fuck Natai for banning Trae one time, one time They said I brought gangsta back I heard them niggas say Swizzy brought gangsta back And yo, and this ain’t nothing like the radio Jae Swizz and my nigga... (Boogz) - They figured I was done for Questioned if the kid quit It humors me, it's my duty to leave the rumors dismissed Spit a verse to assist Swizz Spliff lit, Hennessy & Heineken time to get ignant I rhyme sick, each line is like a line sniffed Mind is maliciously malignant you benign bitch Flyer than ya prom pics Bearded like I'm Amish or Sunni But I rock a fitted not a kufi What I scribble on the loose leafs Equivalent to vintage wine Sipping's fine but it's even better when you give it time Different by design spitting venom like a cobra head Cause you can die if I give my guys the go ahead Big gun you gotta pull it out like a sofa bed Show respect or leave with nothing but ya lower legs I aint no killer but push me and get ya apple cracked When I draw Something I promise there ain't an app for that Handle that like gangstas or handle that like gentlemen Bounty on ya head like the Panthers did to Zimmerman Do it like Frank Lucas when dude ain't give his 10% Or we can talk, you can take an L and that's the end of it Pimpin pens but ain't getting spins on the radio Sacrifice integrity, I'd rather not trade my soul Stay composed keeping cool when the pressures on I ain't lying, trying get that money like Megatron Stepping on the throats of those who oppose me You corny if you rock wallet chains and a rosary Yea we might dap but that don't make us homies Been missing from the music but I'm loyal to the home team Still repping AI Still rep Tha Phakshun Still repping Starfleet No need for you asking Ain't shit changed on the beat I'm an assassin Think you nice and feel different we can get it crackin What I'm rapping is raw white Uh, if you wack then stay off mikes A lost life when I target em on site Eight second violation cause ya point ain't come across right Yeah, and this ain't nothing like the radio Boogz and my nigga Jae Swizz on ya stereo Shoutout to Devi Dev cause she's fine Follow me on twitter @Boogz315