[Intro: Lip The Kid, Beedie & DJ Rated R]
Let's do this, 412, Pittsburgh (Yeah, The Ill Spoken; and then keep it movin')
It's that 412 music (Lip The Kid)

[Chorus: Lip The Kid, Beedie & EZ Mac]
It really doesn't matter if I ever sell (Yeah, uh-huh)
I'll be your Mike, Michelangelo (Yeah), shit, rap's Raphael (Yeah)
Sculpture tracks from scratch, what ya think of that? (Yo, yo)
Fuck it, I don't give a fuck what you think of Mac

[Verse 1: EZ Mac]
So where the sky's [?] wonder why
[?] cats, who lie in raps, sayin' that they lie in cash
Ya kitchen service, flippin' burgers down at Mickey D's
I rap like lots of money, and they ain't sick of me
And typically, creativity is how you win, you hit the trees
Moms wanted A's and B's, not C's and D's
You rippin' when you spittin' 'cause I'm sittin' in the school
But y'all the fools, breakin' rules, prison isn't cool
Mistaken me for positive, I'm also 'bout the negatives
I don't get paid to spit, and if you front, then I'ma egg a bitch
I got a grave to dig, 'cause cats are tryna come enslave the kid
They wanna be the dude that help me on the route to make it big
And when I get the cash, they'll want everything I have
But, fuck it, they can keep it, takin' everything but rap
What you think of Mac, while I kick it back with my L
Yo, where Lip is at, Beedie? Spit some rap farewell
[Chorus: Beedie, EZ Mac & Lip The Kid]
And it really doesn't matter if I ever sell
I'll be your Mike, Michelangelo, shit, rap's Raphael
I just sculpture tracks from scratch, what you think of that?
Fuck it, I don't give a fuck what you think of Zack

[Verse 2: Lip The Kid]
Hit you with a sneak attack
Yeah, get slapped for speakin' back, just get beatin' back, you'll be leavin' rap
In the evenin', we'll be seein' where ya sleepin' at
Me, Beedie, EZ Mac
Ill Spoken, bumpin' Lip The Kid, come see me rap
He be playin' urban songs, blazin' herbs, and bongs
I guess you heard him on that other shit (Shit)
You know it's lucky lips, board them other ship
He's goin' to space, he's on that rugged tip
The type of places the 300 went (Yeah)
Try to harm me, killin' armies for the fun of it
Talk shit with caution, I'll muzzle it
Leavin' MC's clueless, it's puzzlin'
How do we this with no discussion
Pure amusement with my music, who you fuckin' with?
Ba-ba-bop-bop, I'm lovin' it
Ayo, pass that shit, man, let me hit that L (Yo)

[Chorus: EZ Mac, Lip The Kid & Beedie]
And it really doesn't matter if I ever sell
I'll be your Mike, Michelangelo, shit, rap's Raphael
I just sculpture tracks from scratch, so what ya think of that?
Fuck it, 'cause I don't give a fuck, homie
[Verse 3: Beedie]
Ayo, it's Beedie Crack, I'm with EZ Mac, we're here to kill you
Hang you upside down until you breathin' but you still blue
Leave you in a closet full of mildew
For real, dude, you steppin' on my shoes and I'ma have to come and shield you
You fell through, fucked up your enemy plans
On my dick like you tryna get a scent of me, damn
Step back, what you tellin' me, man?
'Cause I ain't tryna hear them words, man
You herbs ain't a friend of me, fam
I never sleep, boy, sleep is the cousin of death
And I ain't been asleep in weeks like I'm duckin' from rest
Eyes lower than my cheeks when I'm puffin' the sess
Life's a game, play your cards, I just shuffle the deck
Checkmate, and now you're done, that's the luck of my guess
And if I must bust a head for some fuckin' respect, then I will, son
Seven blunts is in me and I'm still spun
Ill son comin' up, I'm still young

[Chorus: Lip The Kid, Beedie & EZ Mac]
And it really doesn't matter if I ever sell
I'll be your Mike, Michelangelo, shit, rap's Raphael (Yeah)
I just sculpture tracks from scratch, so what ya think of that?
(Ill Spoken, y'all know what it is) Fuck it, get 'em
(Yeah, let's go) And it really doesn't matter if I ever sell
I'll be your Mike, Michelangelo, shit, rap's Raphael
I just sculpture tracks from scratch, so what ya think of that?
(Chyeah, holla, Pittsburgh, baby) Fuck it
[Outro: Beedie & EZ Mac]
East Coast, sea-side of the city (What up, Beedie?)
Yeah, that's what's up (Haha), Ill Spoken (You know)
Beedie, EZ Mac, Lip The Kid (What up?)