[Intro]
B-O, what up my [bad word] 
E3 I'mma get you on these backwoods last thing I do [bad word] Yeah
Oh [bad word] [bad word]  Oh [bad word] [bad word] 
These niggas done did it again
Tae Beast why you do that man?
Why the [bad word] you had to do that man?
This [bad word] sound like a 100 birds under the Carson Sheriff Station
I told Rizac I get off my stash
We really out here my [bad word] 

[Verse 1]
When I roll through the city it give me [bad word] Yeah I'm high off life but I'm rolling blunts
And they couldn't wait for Soul to reappear
Click, boom. T.N.T., TDE, we in here
Mm, mm, mm! I can smell fear
From a mile away, you might as well get from round here [bad word] the town like Roc Nation, no exaggeration
Bet I rise like [bad word]  use your imagination
Fascinated by you [bad word] hating
Get an occupation
You in violation, provoke annihilation
Flow like the Nile river, yo it's now or never
You had a release date, but now it's never
Yeah, [bad word] to the Control System
I'm stimulating the hoes and educating my niggas
I wiggle through potholes, my destination is vivid
To the end of the road I'm driven
Y'all trippin'
Soulo

[Hook]
And we stunting like
Ab-Soul, abstract, [bad word] Give the people what they need [bad word] right, let 'em know
You got some kind of disease
I'm the illest in the business
If you ain't with the business, mind your business
And we stunting like
Ab-Soul, abstract, [bad word] Give the people what they need [bad word] right, let 'em know
You got some kind of disease
I'm the illest in the business
If you ain't with the business, mind your business
And we stunting like

[Verse 2]
Like I ain't never had [bad word] Cause I never had [bad word] Same Chucks, two years straight, doing bad [bad word] Sick, twist two spliffs out my dime bag [bad word] [bad word]  tryna get a good response out this bad [bad word] Which one of you niggas wanna call my bluff?
Wish granted, call his [bad word] granite, now he mopped up
Never been locked up but I keep a sentence
Winners win and sinners sin only to ask God forgiveness
In this world of luxury cars, illegal tender
Johnny want me like Wyclef Jean gone til' November
Pop my collar like I'm Don Juan, green to my slippers
Just remember that they don't want me to get ignorant
Sinister literature, given from this wicked minister
Witness your future diminish
No present from Saint Nicholas in particular
You're just a thing of the past
I'm a diamond ring in the trash
No reason to brag, it's 
[Hook]

[Verse 3]
What's your life about, enlighten me
Is you gon' live on your knees or die on your feet?
Can't lose, you niggas must admire defeat
You lying like Nala [bad word]  you know where to find a [bad word] Del Amo, Carson in the house
The View, The Village, Scottsdale and right back around
Can't forget about The Patch, matter fact
I got some homies off Grace Ave., we go way back [bad word] round since L train cut up at our people
Rocket was my role model, Lil' Rocket my number one O-migo
With fifteen in the back alley
Hop fences and skip school
Fellowship with the gang members, and goddammit I still do
But just imagine if Einstein got high and sipped juice [bad word]  got [bad word]  beat up rookies on Pro Tools
You probably call his [bad word] Soul Brother #2
And I just took a number two
And ain't this track number two?