VERSE 1: (TWISTA)
I can spit just what you want
I can spit just what you need
Knowledge over greed 
Get it in with Bobby Gore
Rock on a beat by his seed
Let me proceed 
Even though I don’t be gangbanging
I seen n***as flip on they nation
I get so impatient 
When waiting on
Brothers and sisters that’s reals
And not those that be faking
And those that be hating
On this I think I got... 
You know what
I think imma switch it up a lil bit
That’s a smooth flow
But I gotta into that Twista style a lil bit
So we gon set it off like this one time
Imma start it back up
Let’s go
I can spit just what you want
I can spit just what you need
Knowledge over greed 
I can Get it in with Bobby Gore
Rocking on a beat by his seed
Let me proceed 
Even though I don’t be gangbanging
I be seeing n***as flipping on they nation
I get so impatient 
When I’m waiting on
The Brothers and sisters that be real 
And not those ones that be faking
Or the ones that be hating
On the truth
I think I gotta put some emphasis
Let em know
Just what the difference is
Between knowledge itself
Or not knowing who are
Or being able to take it back to the pyramids 
It’s a call of the righteous
Lock and load
That be all a n***a know
Until he see a brother fall in his likeness
Cops exposed
And he was all up in the store
I kinda feel like we dun seen it before
It’s so many stories against my people
I feel like we can explore
Until it gets better 
We in a war 
Imma stand up for what it mean being 
Me and Bobby agore
I don’t wanna see us going against each other 
When we could be putting together 
Plans and the foundation
Getting money amongst each other
Won't let another try to come and say
What we can do with our paper
Cause we entrepreneurs 
Making money cause it’s popular to us
And I gotta have it
So imma pursue it
Don’t bring drama into 
If a lick is within my values and
Making money legally
I’m finna do it
I told you from the start
I can spit just what you want
I can spit just what you need
Knowledge over greed 
I can Get it in with Bobby Gore
Rocking on a beat by his seed
Now let him proceed
VERSE 2: (BOBBY GORE)
Hand me my weed
I can spit just what you want
Got just what you need
Knowledge over greed
Get it in with bro T
All on a beat by my seed
Let me proceed
Though we all killing each other
That is not a measure
We trying forever
No matter the weather
My people not fed up 
We birds of a feather
We suffer together
We gone
Head south for the winter when it’s warm
From a real thick clothe
I can weather any storm
No weapon shall prosper against us
No matter it’s form
Don’t matter
How heavy the load
Or records I’ve sold
Im bearing some arms
Yea
I can spit it just what you want
I can spit it just the way you need 
Knowledge over greed
I get it in with bro T
Rock on a beat by my seed
Now Let me proceed
Though we all killing each other
That is not a measure
We trying forever
Regardless of weather
My people get fed up 
We birds of a feather
We suffer together
We gone
I got the mind built
To hit the alarm
Shoots from afar
I Seth Curry the form
My brothers
We kings
We can get along 
My sisters 
My queens
Put arms Round ya sons
Cause prisons 
Are dimming or prisms
The worse thing about 
They don’t gotta takem
We givem 
We send em
To they church & to schools
To all of they systems
Fools
Throw em a pool 
Without tools
Youth dumb as hell
But they got new shoes
They bought it from them
But they got it from you
Y’all making it bleed
While we covered the wound
To lead em to life
While Y’all lead em to tombs
Might be what you want
Might be what you need 
Knowledge over greed
Bobby G & T 
Rocking on a beat by my seed
Now can you proceed?