DJ CapCom Freestyle

[Intro: Beedie & Dr. Dre]

You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge

Yo (Haha)

Ayo, CapCom, what up?

The business is crazy (You can feel it)

East End Empire and all that (Runnin' through my bones and shit)

Just some good ol' city lovin', ya know? (Haha)

PGH, ha (We do it big)

Pittsburgh, what up?

Let me get at these fools, yo (412, what?)

[Verse 1: Beedie]

So let me introduce (DJ CapCom), they don't know 'bout the damn triple E's gettin' cheese

Like they infested with disease (Woo)

I'm on point, every song I do

I never slip, man, always standin' on my two (Haha)

Look, I stretch brains like elastic, bro (What?)

And suffocate paper with a plastic flow

Heard your girl wanna smash, yeah, that's fo' sho' (Man, look)

And she can get licked like a stash o' dough

My cash low like I stay down (What?)

The beat bully on the playground

We stayin' in day in and day out

Hopin' I'ma fade-out (Nah), but y'all better get used to me

Switch usin' brain more usefully

Truthfully, we the best in the 'Burgh

We the East End, bitch, give a "Yes" if you heard

Yessir (Yessir), we live from the 412

You won't believe what ya boy gon' do

Homie, ya sent me

[Interlude: Beedie]

Ha, you know how we do it in PGH, man

Steel City, real gritty and all that (So fresh), ya dig it?

Haha (I'm glad to be back, y'all), yo

I do it for my city (Haha)

I do it for my peoples (Ill Spoken)

And I do it for hip-hop (That's what it is), ha, and the money

(DJ CapCom is bringing it you raw and uncut)

Ayo, Mac

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]

The Empire strikes back (Huh?), yeah, it's like that (Chyeah)

I keep my clothes clean, rockin' it with price tags (Uh-huh)

See a fine dime, I'ma pipe that ('Sup, baby?)

Take her over to the crib for the night, check (Chyeah)

It's the life that I choose for the music

The Class Clown, hip-hop's Three Stooges (Uh-huh)

Stew with a reuben (Yeah), gotta keep it movin' (Uh-huh)

MCs and beats like this food that I'm chewin'

Shorty, what you doin'? Oh, you see me lookin' at ya? (Yo)

Wanna tell all of your friends you fucked a rapper (Haha)

I'm tryna tell you that I'm down for the cause

So let me see that booty, give a round of applause (Round of applause)

Oh my God, all these fine women

Liquor in my cup that got my mind spinnin' (Mind spinnin')

Plus a Swisher, 'bout to put the piff in (Uh-huh)

That's the life that I'm livin' (What?)

[Outro]

Livin' just enough

Livin' just for the city

Livin'-livin'-livin' just enough

Livin'-livin'-livin' just for the city