[Verse 1: Black Thought]
I'm not sparing the rod
Not as long as I'm still inhaling air and alive
But listen, I barely arrived the fear of the God was awkward
People visibly aware of the vibe
They tell you, "Hush, be on your best behavior tonight
You better stay prayed up, pay your savior tonight"
For me, it's just another day in the life
In the darkness, I used to be afraid of the light
I'm the night breed that know at any moment I might need
The light speed that'll make a hoe wanna fight, bleed
They say the root of all evil is light green
Make many a white flee pursuing the right dream, huh
I mеt a few on the last train from nowherе
The reason I reside in the fast lane is to go there
The Roots crew flew to the moon and did a show there
My coat made of camel, the slacks is made of mohair
My calmness comes from knowing everything is harmless
The best mescal cinnamon is for the oranges, I dressed just now
I guess I'm sipping to the saga, the king Musa Keita your father

[Verse 2: Your Old Droog]
They not seeing me, the Yodfather facts so why bother
These slow cats need to go back, try harder
On no sleep, fucking with me, you die martyrs
Y-O-D is prime prodigy, they fire starters
Got the world open off my aura
And all the real pros know the flow is like water
Never sold keys, them guys ballers
When they tied the score up
Only time they was O-T with five quarters (What?)
Never wanted fame, I came to dissolve this
Conspiracy theory and clean me of the false charges (What else?)
Rescue your ears from that hot garbage
Everything I spit is shine, I'ma get mine regardless
Made history without reporters
It's like that adage, if a classic drops in a forest
Heard somebody say Droog is not a complete artist
You better off trusting a man with three barbers (Oof)
Than why your favorite dudes answering to me?
Got 'em taking Qs like they trying to transfer to the P
This bug, everybody's a thug? No fucking way
(I said) Three point turns only time they busting Ks
Heads ducking strays, I'm going for the kill
Give a damn who got next, I was fresh before the deal
Wrapped and sealed, my art is fulfilled
Way I see it, I'm nine hundred and ninety-nine mill short of a bill