(Verse 1: Danny Asroff)

See if you get a hash tag and then you put C4 Family, ya know what i'm sayin'.


I'm in an orgy in the bathroom, call that a bridal shower.
She telling me bring in my friend, she wants that Eiffel Tower.

We sicker than the swine flu, spit this fast, then times two.
We spittin' the raps and we gettin' our cash and we're stacking our coins like five jews.
Uh, and I bring bars man.

High on trees like Tarzan.
Making all these rappers leave the room just like a fart can.
Hurt the beat, that's a murder scene.

All about my currency.
Making so much money that we're gonna need a clerk or three.
Learn from me and take a note, while you just try and stay a float.

You're laying low while i'm killing %#@!.
So drunk that i'm spilling drinks on her, on me,
now she's $#&@ing ^^&$#*.

I'm getting it in and i'm making her wet, cause no ones as fly as C4 be.
If only you all would stop, and leave the game in my hands.
Your chick just wants to bang @@#!, and I ain't talking Thailand.

My man Brian, puffin' on that dank %#@!.
My pants are like a petting zoo, my monkey she will spank it.
God damn.


(Verse 2: Kev Keys)


They say I'm going crazy, maybe going insane.
I don't wanna talk about it, yeah i'm going through things.
Yeah i'm going to change, yeah it's going to rain, that's a fact.

Huh? We all need water to grow.
I built a buzz like a first time alcoholic, like the first time that i'm on it, ain't the first time that i've done it.
You've heard the verses i've been dropping, call the nurses and the doctors muh $#&@a, i'm ill not sick.

*COUGH* *COUGH*
Pardon my cough and all the bull %#@! that a lot of you talk.
Saying that you'll be there but you prolly won't, and I only hear the truth so you can lie all you want.

Yeah I fly in the front, but I ride in the back.
Did this in the past time and the time before that.
Like a phoenix, I have risen from the ashes on the ground,

going through the crowds, higher higher, man on fire passin' through crowd.

(Verse 3: Aaron Keba)


Okay.
Imma do work till I D-I-E, serving coffins, rest in peace.

Little bit of smoke, with a dope beat, imma go kobe, (*##$ you better let me be.
Empty all the magazines, !@%!e dope flow, but i'm polo clean,
check out the logo, all these hoes gon' know exactly who we be.

That's that %#@! I like, put it on the iPod, i'm burning everything I see, I think i'm cyclops.
Get it while you can, take pictures, you don't wanna miss this, this %#@! very rare.
I'm so rich of heart, I think imma billionaire.

Like imma real player, serious.
What I really is you'll never get and I don't really care.
Really (*##$, I mean really miss, I don't talk that way, i'm just impaired.

I don't do stairs, I'm sippin' while i'm smokin', I pull tricks in pairs.
Hop up out the Honda, with a leopard print bandana and some pants you never seen, I'll have you trippin' like bananas.
All that %#@! that they been talking just got shut up by this verse.

All these rappers sound the same, that's cool your autopilot works, hoe.