I give a [bad word] about the kick that’s [bad word] from the
underground spot
beating the pop up, the [bad word] up that lays all around. Now
give me sound from the other side every night it’s gonna
go on and flow on and on and on and on. 

Mister son of a gun I got [bad word] now. My time is [bad word] 
you over like a Range Rover. Oh my god incredible superstar,
throw some lyrics make [bad word] like a supercar. When you
know where I’m at, your fatter than fat, cause help me god
if I ain't the cool cat. Unequal, it’s not even legal
I’m chased by the rap police like Bugsy Seagel. 

Baseline, baseline we’ve got fools on the case and their
giving me baseline. Baseline, baseline. 
Baseline, baseline we’ve got fools on the case and their
giving me baseline. Baseline, baseline

Now we’re back in the game. The Quarashi pain it’s
plain I see the suckers fall out and the [bad word] call out:
Pick me up. But they don’t know what it’s about. I do my
 [bad word] on the mic and I’m pleasing the crowd. Jump back, get
back or else your getting a smack on your face just like
your daddy used to smack you way back in the days. This
ain't no silly [bad word] game I’m playing, hear what I’m
saying, now start praying

What we have is breaking us down. x6