[Verse 1]
Okay, we party from country to country with more respect
The game with the movement of the hustle
The promoting each step
Ever since microphones were clinched
Drop exclusive for your eardrums
You can still smell the stench up in each venue
Continue to bring out the wild up in you
The doors open, you gonna rush the floor
Motivatin', they play you
Know a brother from Cali, came out to spread love
In the form of music
Knockin' like a head does noddin'
Unanimous agreement that a brother never left
Just misunderstood, step out from the oxy caps
Can feel the breath
Landed in Norway like, no way
I'm really up in this side of the globe
Let's let this old player see what happens
When an actual intellect rap, yo
Walkin' the streets of Oslo, using my headphones as a city map
And as a matter of fact
The boom-bap still attack
The kids comin' up, Lootpack
Glad to see you're back, cat
Oh shit, that's what's up
I acknowledge, give 'em big ups
I know when to step it
The mind's a true weapon in the right hands
The tongue is a caliber
When posted up in front of mic stands
Come on, my peeps, they grind