’03 Til Infinity

[Intro: Consequence]

Yo, this Consequence

From the mighty Kon Man Clique

And I'm runnin' with my man Kanye West

And when I ain't got a pretty ho transporting a boy and a girl to the states

I'm either on the 1-9-2 or out in the Chi

So we gonna up y'all on how we chill, uh

Let's go

[Verse 1: Kanye West]

It cost Kobe seven digits to pay off Bridget

And get acquitted and break that bitch off, 'cause he ain't did it

Here go the Henny, swig it, you know it's frigid

I got 'em chillin' in the cooler, break out the ruler, damn

Them the biggest tits I ever seen

We smokin' killer Cali' gettin' weeded, make it feel like Maui

Now we feel the good vibrations

So many B.I.s, so much inspiration

[Verse 2: Consequence & Kanye West]

I get inspired by the stunts too

I've run through (Uh), so many bitches in one crew

That now they riff over bones to pick

'Til I find one and slide one

Take her home and quickly do this, I need not explain this

'Cause Quence is famous for totin' stainless

[Verse 3: Kanye West]

Hey, miss, who's there? No time to do hair. I'm through here

The show tonight, so get right

You look a'ight, let's club now

A rub down starts flavor while we grind in the theater

I'm tryin' to cut in the movies

I'm tryin' to give her something else to drink 'sides a smoothie

[Verse 4: Consequence]

Kids go broke when I take bank and win

With them gold chains, I throw game at your bitch like handball

'Cause your boy's all that

So fall back, I be that real for '03 till

Chorus: Consequence & Kanye West

This is how we chill from '03 until

This is how we chill for '03 'til

This is how we chill from '03 until

This is how we chill for '03 'til

This is how we chill from '03 until

This is how we chill for '03 'til

This is how we chill from '03 until

This is how we chill for '03 'til

[Verse 5: Consequence]

My mack game does me well

And makes them hoes want to go and kiss and tell

All of Quence's business, I cause dizziness

Any time I got to go and slap a silly trick

[Verse 6: Kanye West]

Yo, niggas is jealous cause we in drops

The cops wanna stop us about every four blocks

'Cause what we smokin', them sacks got no seeds

And what they got in they pockets is no cheese

[Verse 7: Consequence]

When I'm postin' you better tell them hot heads, "Stay cool"

Or exit because I'm the exception to the rule

I'm reppin' through the dudes blocks with two Glocks

To bury ya, when they tear they ain't jammin'

Them cannons will make you drop

So I'm doin' sliffs of indo, showin' off for hoes

Basically, my ace has been makin' them sick tracks

While I was shootin' pornos with your wisdom

[Verse 8: Kanye West]

Now bring some more stacks before you ask

About the price of the tracks, the game on smash

Look, don't change the facts about these plaques

'Cause in fact, my freestyle hours over powers

Brothers can't hack it, sensitive to truth and mack bitch

'03 me, Quence and Plain Pat bitch

Chorus: Consequence & Kanye West

This is how we chill from '03 until

This is how we chill for '03 'til

This is how we chill from '03 until

This is how we chill for '03 'til

This is how we chill from '03 until

This is how we chill for '03 'til

This is how we chill from '03 until

This is how we chill for '03 'til

[Outro: Consequence & Kanye West]

Haha, just coolin' out

You know

Yo Ye, yo Ye, who's really chillin', man?

Yo Enough, you know he's chillin'

Funk Flex, he gotta be chillin'

DJ Clue, you know he chillin'

Felli Fel, he gotta be chillin'

Faris Thomas [?], you know he chillin'

Mike Love, you know we gotta chill

SNS, you know he chillin'

And oh yeah, my man Absolute is chillin'

Envy, you know he chillin'

The Green Lantern, yeah he chillin'

Whoo Kid definitely chillin'

And Cool Kid definitely chillin'

DJ Bran is definitely chillin'

Cosmic Kid [?], you know he chillin'

Kay Slay is motherfuckin' chillin'

Mr. C is definitely chillin'

Twilight Tone, you know he gotta chill

Vaughn Woods, you know he chillin'

DJ AM, you know he chillin'

Reflex, you know he gotta chill

My girl Lazy K, you know she chillin'

Love Dinero, you know he chillin'

Bent Roc, you know he chillin'

And DJ Cam, you know he chillin'

Cipha Sounds, you know we chillin'

Supa Sam, you know he chillin'

Sunny with that fat ass, I know she chillin'

And oh yeah, my girl Lala, she chillin'

Jazzy Joyce, you know she chillin'

Cocoa Chanelle, uh, she chillin'

Chubby Chub, you know he chillin'

The Big Dogs, the Technicians

The Turntable Assassins

And last but not least, and at least we not last

And in '03 until, we gonna get some more cash

The heavy hitters, suckers