[Verse 1: Asher Roth]
Y'all done fucked up now
Y'all sucked the sun out this motherfucker
Looking like one dark cloud
We been off for a while but we just getting started
Let that feeling rub off right now
I'll say that shit out loud
And you aren't really retarded, you just wanna go along with the crowd
It's okay, don't pout
We're not breaking the law, we gonna sort it all out right now
I'm in the mode of you gotta go hard and trust no one
Sleeping on the floor, 'cause homie you never know when
You lay low, stay low, and keep firing
Cause you know it's lame as soon as you hear sirens
Move in silence but be all ears
Don't listen to the talk because it's all fear
It's right here, it's thoughts, it's idears
It's off the Mark Wahlberg dog, it's our year
Let's start the party, Hoorah and ah yeah
All we need is some big hootahs and malt beers
I be jumping up on chairs
Telling everybody I'm the brand new Paul Revere, like
[Hook]
Only the truth gets spit...
[Verse 2: Boldy James]
All my guns got hairpin triggers, you Spongebob Squarepants
Yellow-bellied niggas who square dance
Don't stand a chance against my Concreature Taliban
When them doors slide on that caravan
No more Mr. Nice Guy, feel my wrath (Blocks)
'Cause nice guys always finish last (For real)
Say hello to the bad guy, goodbye
Catch the holy ghost when I get you baptized
And prayed over, it's nap time
Tec 9, hollow tips, bottle cap size (Blocks)
And give you a makeover, flatline
For them 9s, them splits, and them halftimes (Two two sevens)
Last time you see a bad guy like me
Icy with a mag under my white T (Strapped)
Hook, line, sinker, cast iron
Reppin' the [?] Concreature [?]
[Interlude]
[Outro]
Only the truth gets spit...
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