[Verse 1: Amaze 88]
Drinking Modello, concerned about the concerto
Where is my oboe? Got lyrics by the boatload
Got beats like you don’t even know, though
Couldn’t copy my steez even if you worked at Kinko’s
I think, though, faster than you think, though
Make moves faster than Plinko, slap the bass
Blow the horns, and it ain’t safe, rough patch
No time for a nap, my mind gone
Speeding through traffic, pass all the hasslers
Like, [?], peace to [?]
The world didn’t have to do that to you, you drop dimes like a stitch
I drop dimes like I’ma make you rich
Here’s a plan, stay out of my way
And I’ll put the whack to sleep like tryptophan
Stay out of my way and I’ll change the game
Now, how’s that for [?], mane?

[Verse 2: Kool A.D.]
Ayo, spit ‘em, boy, boo truthin'
Dude it's your fool Kool Cuban, too zooted
Too stupid, Amaze 88, the dude looped this
Same hand that he hoop with
Count the loot with, steer the coupe with
Bro, we in the building and we near where the roof is
Yo, I appear where the truth is
See how the fear drink the juices
Of the soul
The foolish wanna know all the ghoulish details
While others cop it wholesale and move it retail
And drown they sorrows in the coochie and females
I burn like the grooviest trees
Mailed to me through indubious means
Wait, what’s indubious mean? Scratch that
Make it dubious means, man, this doobie is mean
Man, it’s truly obscene how I move through unruliest dreams
And I truly come clean
Like [?] Jeru did, I’m nice when I do this
I’m twice more than too sick, that’s like four
You nice? I’m nice more
We eating, mane
Like we just ran up inside the rice store
More shine than an ice store, get your mind right
Get aligned with the life force, ain’t nothing sweet
Like diabetes, type 4, that’s my word
Yo, the fuck I gotta lie for?
We major, you minor, sucker