[Intro: Mike]
Alright you guys, listen.
Right here I got some paper,
a [bad word] 
this is a lighter,
a bottle of beer,
this is a bottle opener,
and a pot from a kitchen.
(Clears throat)
Alright you ready?
Let’s go.

Aye, maybe this doesn't sound quite right yet,
so I'mma add some kicking snare just like this.
Ha ha ha ha
Yeah
And I got this guitar part, I'll play this guitar part over it like this.
You feeling that?
And do we just leave that?
And why don't we, why don't we just bring in a little bit of bass just like this?
Yeah
I'll get the snare to go
Pop Pop
Yeah
Just take it, take the bass out right here like this.
Yeah, and this is where we just bring in the verse.

[Mike]
I can make a loop out of anything work
I'm just surprised you guys didn't think of this [bad word] first... But f**k it!
You can't touch yours [bad word] You can hardly follow me
Much less move me, so
When I'm pumping the track
You punks in the back better jump when I ask you, [bad word] 
[Ryu]
Yeah, you got it backwards and [bad word] See I roll like the rat pack groups included
In the backpack with the gas mask in Munich
20 deep in a hatchback puffing Cubans

[Mike]
You wanna rap, get the lab track cue, let's do this
But not on this track
You can't afford it, stupid!

[Tak]
Somebody call for the doc quick
He's still on the street top
He gotta freaking stain on my high top Reebok's
Snatched off the velcro and choked him with it
My [bad word] my neck where I coach you chickens (baaaacock!)
Machine Shop packs lots of tunes
Like Paul Wall mixed tapes leave you chopped and screwed
The mess too wild?
The yes boys popping their Gats (yaps?)
Yeah, can you hear me now?
Good, get off my sack

[Celph Titled]
Yo, MC am I
People call me Celph
I got the key to every young [bad word] chastity belt
You clicking even [bad word] Better yet they beaver
I'm gonna leave it to ya heavy
With this nine millimeter

[Ryu (y girl voice)]
Yo, I see you chillin' in that cherry beemer
Have you ever met a man with canary fever?
I ain't talkin' 'bout a [bad word] colored diamond either, word
I'm eatin' birds outta sittin' on your finger
You can teach 'em how to speak
Say "Polly want a cracker?"
Take 'em to the beach
Play volleyball after
a little snack... champagne and pasta...
We don't [bad word] fast, girl,
I know you got asthma

[Tak]
Yeah, sippin' on jack of diamonds,
Blowin' smoke rings,
Chillin' with the pack of Heina's
Your hands to the sky
Get a [bad word] for fun
I'm so [bad word] high
I could punch the sun

[Mike (British accent)]
Oy... honestly I doesn't even matter if I use this voice
It'd still f**k up you and your boys
So [bad word] off, mate
See? I do what I want
Cause your whole bloody lots
Just a bunch of c*nts

[Ryu]
See right now Celph Titled supposed to be in the booth;
[Tak]
But he's stuck inside a toilet getting ready to puke;
[Mike]
And he drank a bunch of sisco, vodka, [bad word] 
[Tak]
So Cheapshot's gonna drop Celph's verse
Here [bad word] 
[Celph Titled]
Find me in the sandwich
Gonna roll with the stutter
Rolling with a cutter
Abuse your mother
On a road trip to Barbados with their hoes
I'm a hoodrat with a Winnebago
I make dough
On the block where the bullies where raised to partier
You in Idaho grazing pastures getting busy
I don't hold acts unless for something get busy
On the ground I like the bear,
And I stay my grizzly

[Ryu in the background]
You can stay the f**k in the bathroom, homie!