In this town

And they hate us cuz they aint us

And you know they boutta chase us

In this town I just see basics

And you know im boutta bag this bass

Wait for the drum break then youll get it

I was practically rapping in the basement /double time

Check the floor

Now you see my face and I found my peace

Yea they keep asking me for more

Always knew that we would make hits cha

Keep it stupid simple mwah

The bars come from the heart

Then they're transmuted by the source

I carved emerald out these tablets

for my verses thats for sure

In this town the snakes were raging

But we knew we wanted more

Step toward action with these raps now

Someone check the scoreboard

Kept on rapping

Kept on acting /end double

Like I was on a carpet and I was alladin

but I got a wish that could never happen

Like could you even imagine

Nah