(feat. M.E.D. & Guilty Simpson)

[Guilty Simpson:]

Yeah
Guilty Simpson
My ^!$$% Med

J Dilla
Raw %#@!


Prolific
Flow might blow, listen
Get Zooted, banging that dope music

My mind is set
This year ^!$$%s better step it up
I get the job done way before the check is cut

I don't wrote write raps for free
If I did, I won't make it like Shaq from three
My motto is simple

Without that loot
Your instrumentals stay instrumentals
A blind man could see the kids potential

And take notice so I grind and stay focused
If I was any hotter
I'd drink straight vodka, spit out flames, and piss lava

That hot fam, try again
That's why I got hoes like firemen
You could plug them up to hydrants

I should push a big red truck with sirens
Got a flow that'll stop beginners
I mall y'all a shopping center

Every time I yell I say
J D-Troit I to the L-L-A
J D-Troit I to the L-L-A

J D-Troit I to the L-L-A
J D-Troit I to the L-L-A
J D-Troit I to the L-L-A


[x2:]
With that raw %#@!

Turn it up loud in your car %#@!
Finger tips split that cigar %#@!
Let's smoke ^!$$%

Holler at cha man's
I'll smoke with cha


J D-Troit I to the L-L-A
J D-Troit I to the L-L-A
J D-Troit I to the L-L-A

J D-Troit I to the L-L-A

[Med:]

I bang nothing but that, raw %#@!
^!$$% bang on the wall piss
From the noise and the blunt saying

With a chick getting blown like a trumpet
For wondering how I stand still and still run this
Full stomach hunger in the eyes greedy

In your speezy
Take %#@! like
^!$$% you don't need these

Titles and mics
Homie you don't need these
My CD

Pack like 6 ^!$$%s in a Sea Breeze
I flow so sick and won't sneeze
[? ] with no cheese

Rap Gs
Rubberband one hand
I part your gold teeth

J Dilla my ^!$$%
I call him OG
The street symphony

Epidemy
The underdog who grind hard for the victory
Get them weak rhymes out a my face

I clap 16 bars that might catch me a case
I'm back
Don't stop til my lungs collapse
Til then close your eyes
^!$$% imagin that