Yo, summer time holdin' the nine, split the Vega in half
Jeeps rumble and my dogs puff grass
Bank stoppin', high-derox hydrolic
Kid with the most knowledge will obtain to touch top dollars
Hold me down, hand me my cake, dusty, bake, activate
Fuck your corny debates
I'm like cake or maybe like ten thousand dollar rabbits
The kid walked through, switch up his accent "Now I'm from Paris"
Cash the bill, frozen element, Segal
Signs from the most high causes me to break them all
How the fuck was y'all niggas thinkin? You think I fell off the ledge?
The legendary Ghost Deini might be dead?
Never, impossible, pull out black burners like tonsils
To gallants, hit 'em if we go to
Bustin' at y'all niggas daily
Wall-to-wall, Hawkins
Suckin' your teeth 'cause God chain-talkin
Like Ghostface this, Ghostface that
Ghost sold crack, now his revelations spoken through rap
Velour down like the sheik of Iran
Gasoline cream wrapped in hospital bands
Model vans, Michael Davis, it's me against housin'
Extraordinary pro-black, sold God creations to control thousands
Catch me at the flicks, Apollo rap Fredrick Douglas
You know what? Eh yo, fuck this
How can I move the crowd?
First of all, ain't no mistakes allowed
Here's the instructions, put it together
It's simple ain't it? Well, quite clever

Marvin, Marvin, you were a friend of mine
You stood for somethin, ugh
Tupac, Biggie, oh how we miss you so
We want y'all both to know
We really love you so

Copyright: Spirit Music Group, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Dennis David Coles, Robert F. Diggs