The way I spit it, I spit so crazy
Everybody knows that I'm livin' cold, hazy
Livin' alone while I listen to the 80s
Nothing to show until J Cole plays me

The way I spit it, I spit so crazy
Everybody knows that I'm livin' cold, hazy
Livin' alone while I listen to the 80s
Nothing to show until J Cole plays me

I'm a big product of Pac
And lost of honest thoughts
That I always keep on lock
And locked up
I'll demolish any thought of stoppin' or
Gettin' stomped on
By rock bottom or hop hoppin'
Onto a trend to be not floppin'

All these artists are wack
But they coppin' the plaques
And from the bottom
I will come and attack
With the cop that is Dax
You can stop and just laugh
Cuz it's kinda funny how they go applaud and they have
All these clowns as the crop of the land
While all our talent is dropped in the trash
All they do is frolic and dance
Nobody will ask
Why the hell we ain't makin' some big drawings and plans
To get these Hopsins so stacked
It's like we're sippin' from a frickin' bottom-less flask
So we give an awful weird man
The drugs to get cash
And when he re-stacks he goes
And buys all the drinks and the hash
I think that we're passed
All the mist that we had

No-one's askin' this question enough
What happened to the days of the crips and the bloods
What happened to love
When did we start shiftin' our focus to lust
Focusin' on stuff
That isn't any good for us
We don't read books enough
All we do is eat, sleep and look tough
While deep deep inside we're shook and done
We retweet based on our looks and blood
We really need the hook, so come on get up!

The way I spit it, I spit so crazy
Everybody knows that I'm livin' cold, hazy
Livin' alone while I listen to the 80s
Nothing to show until J Cole plays me

The way I spit it, I spit so crazy
Everybody knows that I'm livin' cold, hazy
Livin' alone while I listen to the 80s
Nothing to show until J Cole plays me

When the rage fades the pain remains
Everybody knows I'ma play this game
'till my brain is drained
I'ma make it no matter which way I take
No space for fakes
Nah, this ain't the place
Never thought they'd let us in a place where medicine is what they taste
For pleasure when they feel the pain
Shoulda been, me when they mean the great
As I stood up in the field, I need Cole to play
I need to be of older age
To have witnessed our golden age (I)
I apsire to inspire youth with
My music and use it to pick and
Choose all the Proofs and the doodies
I'm stupid and newbie
This new me
Is super into the
Rap world and to be
Real
Rap is where I usually
Lose me
And if you have a problem you can
Shoot me
Sue me
Do the
Absolute worse you can but still you'll never ruin me, truely, this for you and me

So when they scoff at you
Know they'll stop and shoot
Their shot to be on top with you
They'll be stalkin' you
They'll be doin' everything to get a knock at you
And rob a few
Bucks from your pocket, your wallet just cuz they watched and viewed
Your lastest vid so that's makin' them the toppin' few
Fans who know a lot
But know to just stop
This not the truth
I'm not into
All you fans who just nod and do
Whatever's pop and cool

The way I spit it, I spit so crazy
Everybody knows that I'm livin' cold, hazy
Livin' alone while I listen to the 80s
Nothing to show until J Cole plays me

The way I spit it, I spit so crazy
Everybody knows that I'm livin' cold, hazy
Livin' alone while I listen to the 80s
Nothing to show until J Cole plays me

The way I spit it, I spit so crazy
Everybody knows that I'm livin' cold, hazy
Livin' alone while I listen to the 80s
Nothing to show until J Cole plays me

The way I spit it, I spit so crazy
Everybody knows that I'm livin' cold, hazy
Livin' alone while I listen to the 80s
Nothing to show until J Cole plays me