[Verse 1: Marc E. Bassy]
This be my post modern soul-parody
Depressed so I can't speak with sincerity
My lips is pierced with vodka, true clarity
Kicked in the door like J. Cole's house apparently
You thought the kids that were raising these new blocks
Would change the world, be the brains, let's walk by 2Pac
Instead, we talk about nothing but these ooh wops
Chasing bread only focused on making the crew pop
"Hip hop is dead" and other mutterings that I stutter
I didn't mean it, but I'm scrolling, tryna find Drake baby mother
I get restless in the winter, be coked out for the summer
I know better, like I'm Prezi, sucker-free, raised by my mother

[Chorus: Marc E. Bassy]
Fuck the other side, rival gang or parents
Let's get lost tonight like we Hov and Ye in Paris
Everybody feel the passion, do a dance, keep it mashin'
Shoo shoo shoo, house party where I was gassing
I know that things change
If I ever cop a Range, I'd let the braids hang
So I drive around the city, watch me maintain
Maybe picking up the pace, but we don't change lanes
We can't change lanes

[Post-Chorus: Marc E. Bassy]
Other side, rival gang or parents
Let's get lost tonight like we Hov and Ye in Paris
Every other side rival gang of parents
Let's get lost tonight (Tonight, tonight)
[Verse 2: 070 Shake & Marc E. Bassy]
Look at how fast you drank this wine
You drink this shit to forget the time, you know
You make it look like it not fine
You make it look like you're doing fine
Only you, only you can know what's on your mind
Post-modern on The Fax and Melrose
It's like you're fighting mine
If the shoe fits for whom the bell tolls
Hate bein' wasted all this time
Post-modern on The Fax and Melrose
And it looks so easy
If the shoe fits for whom the bell tolls
Woah, and it's only me
Let's get lost tonight
And now we feeling free
Let it fall off the leaves
When heroes die, time is froze on L.A. streets
Never for a second I need
(Jump for X, jump for X, jump for X, jump for X, jump for X)
Need
Yeah, yeah