[Verse: The Thought]
Workhorse in a LAY-Z BOY
That’s a paradox they don’t care to watch
Learned more ‘bout them Mabie boys
They don’t go to Temple, they unorthodox
They don’t believe in the asteroid
‘Til they seeing the pebbles it left behind
They been treating me like I’m paranoid
But there’s levels to all of it, y’all in the thermocline
Y’all still ain’t heard of mine?
Just ‘cause he ain’t Diamond-Certified?
Or speaking in sеrpentine tongues?
Pulling thе ladder, we ain’t got a rung!
Keeping ‘em strung out on the mediocre
What’s a rundown? That ain’t even poker!
They been sundowning, it’s about loud enough
To douse towns and get it over with
This ain’t Keith Olbermann
There ain’t no Countdown
All the missiles are already over your heads
Pray to your God ‘cause you already dead
Walking around like it hasn’t sunk in yet
Better bet that we been threats
But they haven’t adjusted the level from yellow to red
Tell how they’re painting with lead
[Hook: The Thought]
You dare to laugh at the jester?
Bubblegum Tate
Nothing can come of ducking collectors
They’ll double your rate
Defer to attorneys when they come with questions
You ain’t got nothing to say
Nothing to say
Nothing to say
You dare to laugh at the jester?
Bubblegum Tate
Nothing can come of ducking collectors
They’ll double your rate
Defer to attorneys when they come with questions
You ain’t got nothing to say
Nothing to say
Nothing to say


[Verse: Marcus Lee]
Yeah
It’s 2 o’clock, and I’m in the spot
And I’m chilling, ak, I’m with Thought
And G Wayne so it’s “fuck your feelings”, ak
I ain’t feeling y’all, like
“That all the shit that you speak about?”
It’s revealing, dawg, shit, I’m killing y’all
And I been feeling myself, Mac Dre in the building, dawg
Yeah
And I still got a hold on your neck, a n***a’s a vet
I’ll get my respect, I demand it
Won’t stand for a hoe to object
Hmmmmmm
And I’m mad that you hold you a threat
It’s really upsetting me, like “really, my n***a?”
Like, stop, stop, hold up, wait a fucking minute
(Stop, stop)
And you want me to take you serious?
When you n***as piss-poor? Tell you like my n***a G
Man, I know you’re hearing this!
I’m just taking the piss on n***as that limited
With they diction to get it, I’m shitting on n***as
A given, a gift I bestow with my writtens
Politely, but fuck you, my n***a
It’s up for you, and you ain’t know what to do
I can tell you’re uncomfortable
In the mirror, like such a fool just for thinking
You live in the realm full of killers and heathens
We hunting and hungry, too
I’m cooking these n***as, like “what a stew!”
Don’t look for these n***as, I’m booking these n***as
All expenses paid to the country of whippin’ all these n***a’s asses
[Hook: The Thought]
You dare to laugh at the jester?
Bubblegum Tate
Nothing can come of ducking collectors
They’ll double your rate
Defer to attorneys when they come with questions
You ain’t got nothing to say
Nothing to say
Nothing to say
You dare to laugh at the jester?
Bubblegum Tate
Nothing can come of ducking collectors
They’ll double your rate
Defer to attorneys when they come with questions
You ain’t got nothing to say
Nothing to say
Nothing to say

[Verse: G Wayne918]
I know it’s near the 4th
But, little bitch, these ain’t no fireworks
It’s a sad scene
The last thing he heard was them tires “skrrrt”
Why would you cap to me?
I’m the type to make a liar hurt
Fuck this rap shit
I’m not only here just to slide a verse
Fuck for, like, two days
Been tryna get it in
I ain’t worried ‘bout no beef
Bitch, I brought my weapon in
Call it what you wanted
I ain’t boxing ‘less we next to kin
Losing not an option
Feeling like I’m the best to win
Bitch been getting stretched
That’s on my mama, ho!
I don’t really understand
What a n***a popping for?
If a pussy playing with my brothers
Then he gotta go
Put ‘em in a suit
Like I make ‘em rock Obama clothes
Ay
It’s SAO
Play around, you getting left
Acquainted with that flow
You ain’t got nothing to say
Talking to the bros
Had to hit him with some heat
Thought that he was cold?
[Hook: The Thought]
You dare to laugh at the jester?
Bubblegum Tate
Nothing can come of ducking collectors
They’ll double your rate
Defer to attorneys when they come with questions
You ain’t got nothing to say
Nothing to say
Nothing to say
You dare to laugh at the jester?
Bubblegum Tate
Nothing can come of ducking collectors
They’ll double your rate
Defer to attorneys when they come with questions
You ain’t got nothing to say
Nothing to say
Nothing to say