Gentlemen

[Produced by Statik Selektah]

[Intro: Sample]

Over the budget

Gentlemen, we're all players of the game

[Verse 1: Illa Ghee]

I was an Autobot kinda guy, I hated Megatron

Now I drink gin and my best friend's a Decepticon

Some de Ville echelon, sketches over Lebanon

Messagin' the 44 long, iller than King of Kong

Head on the Autobahn

My automatic aims for headshots, devil horns

I'm like the devil's pawn

Group thinker but I'm walkin' all alone

I'm an underground king with a pocket full of stones

Out of order, breathin' underwater, the enforcer

Dick  inside your daughter, takin' selfies with an orca

Oral sex music, shootin' on a cruise ship

Coward niggas talkin' but y'all never do shit

Smokin' dro, rocket fuel and I blast off

I quest love cause my roots is a black thought

I talk lyrics that'll cut you 'til you're under gutters

Illa Ghee and I'm nicer than a mothafucka

[Verse 2: Sean Price]

Sket, ten speed, leave stains on a nigga's curb

The best MC, repainted a nigga's words

The A-graded great, the 8 holder

Make soldiers shit on theyself, the game over

Clap a gat, clapping back battle rap stats

Forgot about the Shaq attack then have a nap

I blast the Magnum gun loudly

With very great honor, I'm the magna cum laude

Cop a squat, they sippin' hot latte

Get money, big dummy, somethin' Lamont' Pops say

Bout to let actions speak more than words

Weaksauce disturbed

The whole crew you got is losers

See-through tube socks, new, sock it to yah

Crews poppin' Rugers

New soccer shoes, watch the dude, watch the dude

That's watchin' 2Pac in Cuba

Kostya Tszyu vs. Zab Judah maneuvers

Shittin' all in your bloomers, P

[Verse 3: Lil' Fame]

Burn, another body on the iron

Got the hood behind me, keep it grimy when I rhyme

Driver seat recline, rollin' in the fishbowl

No chrome, no tints, blow through with your bitch

Big dog, I'm like a St. Bernard

You 'bout as small as a Maltese, barkin' on a short leash

You gon' get the party shot, get your ass mollywhopped

Somebody call the janitor, we gon' need this lobby mopped

Marksman regime, certified beast mode

Personify street code, get your life repo'd

Drive through funeral, come back and scoop you up

With you in back of the hearse, your hearse on back of the truck

Give a fuck, you can catch me with the crew or dolo

Sicker with style with it, nigga, [?]

It's fizz, woah, Mac, double OG

Marksman, M.O.P.s, nigga