Verse 1: Golden Boy
Old tailspin tales are mundane
A cold wind the young day out in the yard where the shirts hung
The weather's coming in hey
Only one way to end this long day
I have an onglay and parlay lyrical wordplay to pay day
Whatever we say let's pull our tape
Put me on stage then like a stray I fill the ashtray
My thought's gray red hot blades diminish glades
Break off fast eggs sizzling bacon OJ
Cozy dinner time heart of winter time
Orange crystal limelights outside sparkly and shine
Inside a humble apartment umbro
Like when later on at night
Some rhymes will be dandy by the bundle out of thug love birth
Lets bring this coast to coast style to earth
By the glow of hearth spiral pipe smoke that disperse through the chimney
Rap a loose style like blueberry and thin ziggy
This shit is made trippy

Chorus: Thurro & Esha
When the smoke clears
When the smoke clears
I will be here when the smoke clears
Smoke clears
Will you be there when the smoke clears
Smoke clears
I will be here when the smoke clears
Smoke clears
Will you be there
Verse 2: Coates
Okay hi, hello
It's flyer quotes and my M.O is sort of live
But for the purpose of this song I'm on some 95
Y'all know the formula to spit up on my native tongue
What would a lot of jack fakes when it's said and done
Scatter ground look around joe, it seems to me
That we don't listen for the word turn the scenery
I shake the widget get a critic with them lyrically
And write graffiti with a quill and a kilkenny
My style is something like kiwi, symmetry, and CD
And taste crazy when I'm getting weeded
Random on how I pay dues
Sweat beading during long nights
Spent with these beats getting even
Sweetly I'm dreaming the ransom
Everyday it's on like Chucky Coates twice and achievement
This evening fuck what you typically know
Damn it's good to be back signed specifically Coates, word

Chorus: Thurro & Esha
When the smoke clears
When the smoke clears
I will be here when the smoke clears
Smoke clears
Will you be there when the smoke clears
Smoke clears
I will be here when the smoke clears
Smoke clears
Will you be there
Verse 3: Jas Mace & Marchitect
I take a look out the Continental everything is peaceful
33,000 feet high you know how we do
Making music for the people like a double CP ensemble
Taking leaps like Lambo
The Rambo of a damn flow
Ayo, I shine bright on any corner like a lamp post
Ran most emcees out of town like the sheriff
They was careless and got their ass taxed like a tariff
Yeah, we gonna air it like Joe Namath in the 4th
Make you famous so these lames will never put it out
We raising the bar as high as the stars
We out of sight you out of mind with those wack as rhymes
Haha yeah, so take this here advice
Just remember to always think twice
You get your mic jacked messing around like that
I got no problem crushing rappers I don't even like rap

Chorus: Thurro & Esha
When the smoke clears
When the smoke clears
I will be here when the smoke clears
Smoke clears
Will you be there when the smoke clears
Smoke clears
I will be here when the smoke clears
Smoke clears
Will you be there