[Verse 1: Dyme-A-Duzin]
Difference between me and you; you think you should
Have it and I deserve it, dwelling on the past

And I'm in the lab working, never spoke to God
In the hood, there's bad service, but I guess I got bars
Cause he sending 'em for certain, Swanky Sin

Got critics questioning what lane he in; I'm just turning crowds into
Stadiums, pounds, I be blazin' the haze
When I listen to Waves on the road searching for stones

Like Jackie and Jade

[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]

Ain't %#@! fly unless I rock it
High like drop kicks in @@#!pits
Red Eye fly %#@! holding chop sticks, split cheese with monsters

Switching keys in partures, ain't pick a decent sponsor
But bet I'll still archer, yo Dymez, I got them
Slow ride through Gotham, the villain drink black like I'm

Gothic, I be in the lab spitting topics
Mixing toxics 'til the prophets pockets profit
Or 'til I get boxed in


[Verse 3: Capital STEEZ]
T-shirt from Polo

The rebirth of YOLO; if I'm trying to find a proto
All I got to do is yodel, steaming on the low
Got me dreaming like a mogul, the humidity is killing me

I call that the ozone, Capital Swank
Finally had the cash up in the bank, so the snakes want to
Ask me if I'm great, we laughing in your face

Cause rap was a mistake, when the entrees came
They almost had me eating steak


[Verse 4: CJ Fly]
This hip-hop with a fly feel
You'll be dead if you lie still, it's all about what you choose

To do, buy steal
Hoods ^!$$%s like grim reapers
They soul takers, black hoodie bone breakers

Put you to sleep, then you won't wake up, I mean, you could go
From weight rooms to waiting rooms, be armed or curl up
When that piece to your chest, so make your move, no April Fools

I just say the truth, gonna be a vacant tomb
If you break the rules


[Verse 5: Joey Bada$$]
A gift is my curse if I lift and I burst
But $#&@ arms, I do enough harm when I'm kicking a verse

I heard ^!$$%s went missing, where the dirt is when you surface?
What you mean I ain't earn this? They ask for my service
Emotions in his flow caught a wave, now he surfin'

But notice these demons and serpents be lurkin'
It's urgent, still a rebel, $#&@ school, burn %#@!
Don't ask him to pull up his pants up, it irks him


[Verse 6: Dyme-A-Duzin]
'Til I die of an overdose of the dopeness, I'm floating higher,

Flying above the coast and just scoping and getting wiser,
I am a product of this box we call pop culture,
Creative pop filter bringing our collapse closer,

Batman of this rap scam, they gasp over,
Spit facts over these tracks, Deeper than Shaq's vox, Dyme's dope
Stay on my grind cause I know that time slow

Puffing that lye smoke but time don't

[Verse 7: CJ Fly]

Wait, you causing quakes
When you're moving plates, illuminate, eliminate
Got me thinking that it's the same, won't let a flow like mine

Ever slip through the drain, cause I'm fit for the game
Watch me shift through the planes, the rap monster boss
Is popping off if cops involved, shocked them all

Dropping draws/jaws, now they chakras off, eating lobster sauce
Stop it, dog, I'm above the law, led 'em on
Weapons drawn, it's the art of war


[Verse 8: Capital STEEZ]
I can feel it getting closer
As Ls turn to clips, clips turn to roaches
And those turn to bowl hits, oh %#@!

Looks like we getting high again, that's another gram
Of fires right to my diaphragm
I blaze a dutch, then I pay the cut, you be on the wall
Posted up, trying to make a cuff, groupies on my arm
Just to prove that we swank enough

Let me see you take a puff while I break it up