Hit-Boy
Somewhereinamericafreestyle
[Intro]
Yo, Garzo up in this bitch!

[Verse]
I got my Zippo ready, lighten this limo, baby
I ain't Emilio daily, Damned ain't secondary
Watchin' my rhymebook as olympian fire
I put my right up, the shit y'all most desire
Check your weak techniques of weak MC's
I spit it real, this is the real X.D
Eye for an eye, crime for a crime
You make mine be blind and I won't need a nine
For take you back cause I would get colder
And homie I'm sober, see the kid all grown up
Shown enough when I'm stronger, keepin' suckers closer
'til I'm over, good worker
Ridin' Garzo "El Ecuatoriano" with a forbidden cubana
I be like Pablo, el colombiano, givin' money to my mama
Wishes of an upcoming don, powerful as Al Capone
Corleone Don
Yo, my shawty's name is H-I-P-H-O-P
Sometimes drops hate on me or sometimes gives an A to me
And a big ass F plus a U to y'all M-O-T-H-E-R-F-U-C-K-E-R-S
Who tryna set up the best excellence, MC on
The underground - Eidrien, you know
A homie ain't dressed like a homeless cause he's hopeless
He's honest
Apocalypse made by verbal explosion
Extortion-like emotion after local commotion
Priceless cherish to be on a record playin'
But a privilege on a record that's respected
Uh, now I put so much legit work in
Here no Miley Cyrus twerkin'
Cause somewhere in America
Eidrien wanna be rollin'

[Outro]
Yo, I wanna be rolliiin'! (Eidrien wanna be rollin'!)
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Ro-ro-ro-rollin'
Ro-rollin'
Eidrien be rollin' (Eidrien wanna be rollin'!)
Garzo be rollin', Xplicit Damn be rollin'
Roll with me! Roll with me!
Y'all gonna roll with me or what?
Do I gotta wait y'all?
Huh - uh, uh
Ha! (Ha!)