"Another classic joint"
Baby
[Phonte talking]:
Median let me take it from here my n***a. New Tiggalo, new Tiggalo, new Tiggalo

[Phonte]:
Ayo
They say, Murder She Wrote This
Going off like Hiro-shima, spit fer-ocious
And it's only a gamble if you don't know what you betting on
Phonte always deliver/de-liver like Cirrhoisis
What I fear most is, these Carl Thomas n***as getting e-motional
With the mere notion of some divide and conquer shit
It leaves a mere potion, keep an ear to the street and what I hear most is
"Authenticity dawg, you put a hurting on it
Connected, Leave It All Behind, you put a hurting on it
But what's the deal with you an 9th on a solo?" I say
"We was homeboys before rap, n***a we working on it."
But right now we got's to bring my mans back
My J League brethren, true pion-eer
Got a master plan that I just can't di-vulge
But listening to your records, I reckon it won't be hard
Kev Brown got the shit banging like a T.R
808, say my grace than be off
Cause y'all go dumb, I go full retard
Run that, this is the come back, beeotch!