(Audio Recording) [Eugenius] ...Saturday morning cartoons? [Cleff] He's got to, man [Eugenius] He really started that, didn't he? I'on know, I just (sigh) man......I guess I just want the good guys to win. Like, I don't these fake niggas to...especially from our city, like...cuz.......the people gotta choose you, so I don't want anybody who's, like, not really representin'. Not not representing, but just not like...not doin' it right. Everybody's tryna move to Atlanta, everybody's tryna... [Cleff] (Chuckles) [Eugenius] ...move to New York. Everybody's tryna...be fuckin'...Raury or fuckin'... [Cleff] Everybody's... [Eugenius] Everybody's tryna be Chance, everybody's tryna be Bino, everybody...everybody's tryna, like, win the Internet, but it's like, man, you just gotta be true to yourself. That's so corny, but you just gotta be true to yourself (Silence) [Eugenius] I don't know. Like, I'm not...I'on know (Silence) [Cleff] Niggas suck today [Eugenius] Niggas suck [Cleff] Niggas suck ass [Verse 1: Eugenius] Uh! As of now it's one to nothin' One and O, the perfect score, I play until the judge is comin' Thunder rumbles up above, I know the son is up to sumthin' Sleepin' when the sun is up and never on a hungry stomach Thuggin' while yo son is crying, chuggin' tubby-tubby custard I ain't even tryin', droppin' nuggets in that honey mustard I ain't even whinin' if the other team is 20 up I dunk on number 23 and tell him get his bunnies up Etherin' the quote-unquote Jevohas who ain't God's Son Easy as an alley-oop whenever features lob one You feindin' for a basket, homie? I'mma help you find one I'm G-O-A-L-S, like the photo of a fine one See yo way to bed if you still snorin' on your local artists Laying down the groundwork, then we get to rollin' carpet Paint the house white, all we missin' is an oval office Cleff and Gene, 2016, my running mate is Bolt, you walkers [Verse 2: Cleff] Aye, you done homie? Lemme speak my piece (Lemme speak my piece) I ain't got no gun on me, so lemme speak my piece (Lemme speak my piece) I never got no funds on me, but lemme feed my niece (Lemme feed my niece) I been workin' too much homie, lemme reap my seed (Lemme rea...) In a world where the crowd gon' love you and ya fam don't know you Man, it's easy bein' ill I'm just actin' like I'm straight, but I throw up on a paper when I'm writin' Other rappers know I will And they puttin' on a show like they really on the road Talkin' 'bout they own lane and some mills? (Maaaan) But, these rappers usin' pens that they borrowed from a homie All my joints sound like I use quills (Mmm) It's just time I start to see my effort But, more is lesser, remember, we drown in seas of treasure I feel the pressure (woo!), homies 'round me want all my pleasure But, never stressin', they worth less than what's on my dresser Cleff, how you do that? I could teach you, come learn your lesson Then learn your next son, then tell him to go learn your grandson My wealth is handsome, wallet be throwin' temper tantrums Y'all better watch him, ghost in high school like Danny Phantom You gettin' bread? I'm stackin' up on my pancetta Time is money, tomorrow I'm turnin' one hunnit One second, all I needed was one second To find Heaven

[Verse 1: Eugenius] I ain't Movin' up, I ain't doin enough I'm screwin' up, I'm losin touch Ain't socializin', I'm just in my room Tryna posterize my last verse Hear a knock at the door, what's the password? There's a lock on the door for a reason my g Sock on the door cuz I'm beatin the beat Droppin' my portion, my features are free Leavin to eat wit 9001 He playin me beats, (chatter) Shoot, they leavin wit me Them 808s leave me wit heebeegeebees Not sayin' for yall, but I'm speaking my peace It ain't easy to see, but it's easy to E Get it? Pedal to metal, they pullin' my strings Jopeto to ghetto, they pullin' my bling Baretta to settle our differences, Ellen Degeneres Around the topic at hand We dance and I understand what you mean Ill as it gets, but the medicine helps I'm tellin' these kids to invest in yourself America tell 'em "invest in a belt" Parents are tellin 'em help wit the bills Suffocation, we in hell wit our gills Underrated cuz my blood is traced to the Mother nation, hope my melanin heals I'm young and I'm black and I'm under attack The stats say I should be dead or in jail Young and I'm hungry like Jennifer L Tryna fend for myself, these Dudes find a girl and forget how to rap, forget how to snap I learned to rap and forgot how to nap I learned to act like I'm not all of that, pick up the mic By the end of the night, these rappers askin' for their Confidence back, me and Cleff the new Robin and Bat, these jokers and cats made the mistake Of thinkin Gotham is wack Gate City [Hook: Eugenius] I'm up before the birds Runnin' on the curb, hungry ain't the word Money ain't a thing, but I gotta pay to learn Then I graduate a slave while massa make it rain [Verse 2: Cleff] We in debt And we ain't learn nothin' I'm upset I feel a James Brown coming We tryna get the better things, the wedding rings Cause that's the way the cheddar sings Couple kids wanna tweet and diss See me on the streets and I ball up my fist Then I hit em with the one like this, like this Like this, like this, like this, like this Like this, like this, like this, do you get it? I'm bold and I hold my dick when I walk Talk ish when I talk, but that ish so real So I’m real when I talk and they all real scared So they peel when I come and she feel like we sum So I peel when I come, can’t stay for the run Can't stay for the convo That's a topic, I don't really have time for All she do is talk drugs talk bomb throat And I'm finna laugh when it blow up in her face How you call yourself a dad? All you do is fornicate Then you fabricate a story like you really gonna stay But you leavin all quick and you gone the next day, man Shoutout to the brothers that'll stick around and pay Cuz I know it'd be different If we had a hunnid mill Niggas greedy Why you want a hunnid meals? Shoot, ok, lemme slow it down, man I think too much And the flow like water man I sink too much Kinda like the next track, man I ain't too much Not zip, zero, zilch, but If I learned anything it's Heros...ain't...rich Rich (x4)

[Eugenius] Aye! Aye! Aye! Aye! [Hook] I ain't zip, zero, zilch!! (x8) [Verse 1: Eugenius] Maaaaaaan I ain't zip, zero, zilch, makin' hits, we don't miss Wit my Ritz, cheetos, dip, watchin' Big Hero Six Livin' off a meal ticket, I'm a nigga, deal wit it I ain't do it, lemme live, rap game Bill Clinton I been waitin' for my turn, rap game Hill Clinton For a minute, been winnin', rap game Ken Jennings It's a new age homie, out wit the old Iller than a corpse comin' down with a cold You know I'mma ball, how I bounce and I roll Cuz I don't hang around for a pound from a foe Cuz I know in the bowels of my soul (I don't needa see) Votes go down in the polls (Time for me to leave) Don't go rockin the boat, cuz I'm rockin' and rollin' Like Jon Bon Jovi, you know me Folks go wild at my show cuz I ain't fake Never sold powder for dough and I ain't baked Never smoked flower or dro and I maintain Let alone hours I go, tryna stay sane Hetero child in a world where the rain came Then it got tied wit a bow, they expectin' ya boy To be tolerant for the intolerable Call me right, call me wrong, but I can't change Eyes on the goal and I'm not for sale Call you Shia LaBeouf, better watch yourself You gon end up on Dr. Phil, oh God It won't happen if it's not your will, cuz I ain't... [Hook] (Audio Recording) [JSmoove] Hold on, hold on, hold on, lemme play some real nigga *censored* real quick *Beeping car noise* [JSmoove] It's loading [Verse 2: Eugenius & Cleff] This don't make no sense Lemme put two on it You on it? I'm on it, been on it, me and my crew on it ...but I got dibs on it, you see my chips on it You see the work I put in on it, time that I spent on it ...but I'mma put my own spin on it Make it my home and pay rent on it MTV Cribs on it Watch how I do this, I do this I'm C-L-E to the double F, me and E-U-G-E-N-I-U-S Leave em left, (right?) Step aside, Imma hold it down, POP They don't wanna see a nigga win it, call me Leo D, we gon see We gon see if you really bout it, or if you just tryna make a milli out it I'm the nicest out and I be penny countin Tryna make a meal at Wendy's out it, rummaging thru many couches When the pen be outta ink, I'mma semi-automatic Weapon when I'm at a session, grab a pen and pad, take notes (Click, click) Bang at the fake folks Sit, sit, stay, gotta train those wit the lame flows Leave a rich kid brain on the bank floor Gettin bankroll off a name, so my aim dope Gimme change when I'm at the line, imma make both Even when the game close Like I'm on a range tryna make clothes For my Wife and Kids, like a Wayans Bro I ain't never seen a better duo do it better Forewarn all the spitters puttin' 2 and 2 together In the stu together, Snapchattin' everything you do together Shoot, prolly even step inside the booth together Start a group together, mad jokes But where the raps tho? Say you lookin out for other homies, where the cash tho? I can see the snakes cuz ya grass low We tryna make a splash bro, why you think the cover blue and yella? Huh? *Music Stops* Huh?? Dog! My bad man... Why would you...that's the... I can see em, moshin deep in coliseums Every day is Carpe Diem till I see a mausoleum Come alive in the PM, I don't get a lot of sleep in Imma needa Posturepedic, I been droppin' all this heat and I been grindin all this week You was slidin in the DMs I was diving in the deep end, in a whole nother league If we talkin Top 5, I been plottin on the sequence I'm the type to try to beat em, you the type to try to be em I'm a beast, I'm a titan, a viking fightin' Leviathons Striking the Goliaths, Lil' Sum' make a giant fall Diabolical plans, pathological liars said this ain't crack Step and see what happens to yo mama then Molotov ya property, dancin up on the ashes Lemme know if its a problem then, aight man, holla then You can't tell me nothin Cuz my ego bigger than a L300 That's the bandwagon, my pants saggin, white America's antagonist The new wave, wiping out ya sand castles I'd much rather lateral pass it to an actual rapper Who's actually passionate, mastered the balance, of Fashion and snappin on tracks, fashionably late to the action Attackin' this 4/4, like I'm snappin' the kraken in half Abracadabra, we back in it, no magic trickin' Shouts to the ladies who active and ain't in Magic, trickin' We back in business, my story from rags to riches Yo story is Dory to these map address, boy it's mad forgetful I take a pencil and kill it by accidental You boys are a bag a Skittles, my crew full of dapper gentleman Shoutout the Dollar General manager, somehow managed to Hire and fire the most fire heard on the planet Earth

[Verse 1: Cleff] Ayo, hit me on the cell for a spell 'Cuz I don't know if you dead or in jail And if you are, man you know I got the bail 'Cuz I been down ever since Timmy Turner moved outta Dimmsdale You know I had to graduate senior high just to get a phone Still the only fam callin' me is in the other room From my room, wait, sum'n's wrong, what about bros? Thought I had those, middle school, tryna match clothes Now it's match closed, deuce deuce, game over Road to riches, why the homie two lanes over? I remember I spent two Tuesdays over All we did was smile, we ain't spoken in a while Man, the first time I saw this kid I had to be eleven The last thing I called him was the homie 'till Heaven Now, the last time I saw this kid had to be two years The first time he called I said, "Who dis?" Cleff [Hook: Cleff] Just...(x2) We ain't spoken in a while, pick ya phone up and dial maaaan... Just, yeah [Verse 2: Eugenius] Boy! Word, check it out, look... This that sittin' with the crew in the back of the church Chillin' in the pew, while we laugh 'till it hurts 'Till somebody turns around and says she knows all our mamas We ain't laughed since our high school became our alma mater We the lucky ones tho, avoided baby mama drama You and my god brothers, but they moved to Colorado Lemme copy off your homework, the classroom connected us If you ain't got the dough, I'll buy you fast food at second lunch Packed in the backseat, hit a Chick-fil-A up Never hit a chick to lay up, just to feel a chick for kicks But I always missed my lay ups, so they never feel the kid 'Till the kid fills up a stadium and suddenly we friends? Real recognize real and you real fake And real friends ride still when the wheel breaks And real friends dial still, here's my number, it's 336 somethin', somethin', somethin', somethin' Just call me Bwahaha!! [Hook: Eugenius] Just... We ain't spoken in a while, pick ya phone up and dial, maaaan... (Call Me) Just...(Call Me), just...(Call Me) We ain't spoken in a while, pick ya phone up and dial faaaam... [Bridge: Eugenius] Men lie, women lie, numbers don't though Hit me up, 'cuz I still got my old phone [Cleff] Aye, hit me up, 'cuz I still got my old phone 'Cuz men lie, women lie, numbers don't though [Eugenius] And we both home, so why not chillin'? Like we not dawgs, lemme stop trippin' You my guy, you my boy, you my ace That ain't never gon' change, no time, no space Just... Just! Haha!....Yo, I think we got one....Uh...

[Verse 1: Eugenius] I don't do drugs cuz my pops 'bout died from em On top of that, I don't want nothin to hide from him He might've sold too, stacked and got fly from it But you can't fly from it, ain't always a radar you can Fly under, cop comin', scrambling to hide from em No tucks, cuz I ain't go to prom or nuthin Hopefully I'm prominent enough in rhymin so I'm not 35, job huntin, what I look like? Just wanna have the time for hobbies, what I cook like? And set my circle up for life, cuz my hooks nice Like Kareem Abdul Jabbar I live and die for moments where I'm seein you in awe When you came out to a show and I'm feeding you the bars But you knew me as a loser back in school, who woulda thought Lil Bill had a lil trill in em, lil kill in em Killin em, wit curriculum from the school of thought Nowadays, a spitter speak the truth and they boo em off (Nigga, what are you sayin'?!) Even Christ was a superstar They'll hail you, then nail you, no matter who you are, uh Word to L Boogie, wise words from El Rookie He a lifer, I remember when we played a lil hooky She sell herself for dough, but she used to sell cookies So much for a scouts honor This is me, Timothy lettin' my mouth wander Rap game Wally Szczerbiak I ain't playin witcha, quit askin where my jersey at Your latest greatest couldn't stand next to my early raps They say when I was 8 that I looked like Jordan from Bernie Mac 11 years later watch me mack an Aunt Wanda Write this writer an advance, my stanzas in large font Wrote my rider in advance, a Fanta and Smart Water Cuz I Kel the competition, I do, I do, I do Do-do-do-loo-do, that's word to Nardwuar Sister had her second daughter, that's word to Art Garf- They say "kid, you're goin places", let's just hope my car starts Cuz it's older than me, t'was a gift from a widow I got my motor for free, Bp by my house An Arizona for Cleff and a soda for me Gimme 5 on 5, I'll be open for 3 Buyin' BS, lookin for the golden receipt, ya dig? [Joey.] Yeah [Eugenius] Ya dig? [Verse 2: Joey.] Uh This is a passion, my girl think that I'm limited though To strictly love songs, I wonder how far this can go But I get tired of the questions that I'm asking and I second guess myself like am I really meant for rapping? Who cares Joe, you probably overthinking They tell me that they like the sound, but do they really mean it? I'on know Chasing dreams with some empty lungs Crazy to think in a couple years I'll be 20 sum', yeah But that's just what it is If in is the fashion then when do I get a fit Nah, that's cult acceptance, more like cold rejection and God be looking out, but me probably look over blessings And get caught up in old obsessions But, let me set the record straight I thought a lil' better when I was crushin' up on Meagan Gates Hey Maegan, but that's beside the point Smoke exit out my mouth when I ain't even hit the joint New mindset, we work better as a team But, it's hard to get the gold if everybody want the green So I'm in it alone, least that's what my mind is telling me They take him as a joke but I am no Bill Bellamy Just tryna be the G.O.A.T., different meaning from a spelling bee Somethin' like that......I'on know [Verse 3: The One Keon] I got this natural feeling that really fill in my feelings To the point I put my preferences over what has been written In that script, the truth, I rip the roof On my cranium, think it's titanium, hard one to crack, uh Hard heart, I walked the dark, I thought God was wack, uh Puffin' marijuana in the days, I relaxed 'Till the devil rolled me up and put that flame to my back Tried to smoke me, demons all around me, tryna grope me Funny thing is that moment of fear broke me Showed me that I am just so weak And there's a different power working in us that we don't see It made me drop to my knees and yell out to the sky God I know that you're alive, please come help me or I'll die All these tears hang in my eyes because my games were my demise And the world believe in lies, I took a piece of that pie I didn't see the disguise, the devil covered my eyes and he covering the world too Making us disbelievers if the way, life, and truth The truth is that we're wicked and runnin' rampant and sinnin' It started in the beginning when Adam let his teeth sink in The forbidden fruit, now we're doomed, but God put his son in the room Jesus Christ died for you because the price of sin is death So he took your bill and blessed you with life when he took that rest Three days later, resurrected, with new life, forever alive If you believe he'll share that pie, come get that slice, lay down your pride [Verse 4: Self] Mama always told me to wait and be patient I feel like I'm God, but I'm so close to Satan And lately I been pacin', practicing these rituals Of my ancestors, blood stains on the pages Just so I can speed up time and rearrange it Die to live again and change my livin' situation Dip my soul in gold and hang me up to dry somewhere famous Like Ancient Rome or India where time isn't wasted Rewind and find me shinin' on your favorite playlist Or see me in the skies behind the eyes of the wasted The people plus the problems of the universe persuasion Added up to be a bomb that blew up my mind's ranges Now I know the difference from a god and a slave and Depends on who you workin' for, it's all the same thing Throwin' up like Lil' Wayne, talkin' 'bout "Bling Bling" Or you end up broke and blind, not owning a damn thing It ain't our fault you keep saying you can't change Dollar bills won't stretch cause you work for the same slaves The ones who took history and then added a few names And told us to follow this, be like Jesus pay your bills And everything be legit, just don't fall of your script [Verse 5: Cleff] I was livin' just a stoner loner plasma donor broke rapper Now I'm basquiat mixed with a bit of Charles Bukoswki Engaged with Maya Angelou but still in public housing Paying off on child support and 2 bills late And it's ironic how this money holds me back, Bill Gates I just boil my pot of water, open my pack of noodles Thinkin' bout what Yeezy eatin', prolly not these toaster struddles Prolly somethin' real stupid, tapenad on top of God Over here it's Ramadan, I'mma rhyme until I die forreal Soon as my wallet swells my head will as well like I'm Pharrell It's funny how these jokers really think I'm playin' Think they know my plan, but I'm David blaine Watch me levitate to heavens gate and back again I done scaled the mountaintop and traded words with King All he did was shake his head I could tell this wasn't his dream Mommas gettin' shot up, poppas gettin' shot up Daughters turn to thotters, Trump is on his ride up What the hell is happenin, rappin ain't been what rappin was Nowadays you could spit dope, not even get a buzz Cuz, cuz We live on a macro Earth, worried bout micro melanin Sometimes I gotta stop and wonder just what kind of hell I'm in Nobody help each other they too worried bout just finishin' This world is apples vs. cinnamon Forgot about the milk, tho that's what really makes the winner, man Unity, unity...that's what makes the winner man...unity