[Hook]
Soon as my n***as say turn it up
We burn it up, burn 'em down
Madlib brought the burner out
[Verse 1]
Eighty shots, twin Glocks, my pen pops
And Faith is still the hardest sh** since MC Ren
My kinfolk keep his window locked
My other kin is trying to kick his window in, bad neighbors
The homies, they the misbehaviors
So you know the flow won't go major unless they throwing paper
From out of corporate skyscraper and that's when we kick the industry doors in, Blu and MED
Took the red and blue to the head and still can't go to bed
Watch out code red, these bigger when Jay [?] broke the red
We woke the bank, it awoke the feds
Fold the bread, sleep with your eyes wide up
And turn it up when you drive by us
[Hook]
Soon as my n***as say turn it up
We burn it up, burn 'em down
Madlib brought the burner out
[Verse 2]
9-3-0-33
I stay a mile above the echelon
I put [?]
Your 15 minutes of fame comes down to a second
I see you in it boy so what you steppin' on?
You n***as rep it wrong
You in that sh** like I'm checking forums
I'm a Disrupticon 'cause I just swept the con claiming Decepticons
Only deceiving when weapons drawn, that's a Megatron
I'm dropping a mega atomic bomb and swing with [?] dons
I got a pool like I mangled your arms
You just a ragdoll, or rather test dummy ready to crash walls
That means that you don't got the drive we do
Matter of fact, I would never ride with you
[?] couldn't save you on a bus
Play it loud when you speed by us, motherf**er
[Hook]
Soon as my n***as say turn it up
We burn it up, burn 'em down
Madlib brought the burner out
[Verse 3]
It's that head knock turned into the red dot
Watch the [?] slay the [?] from the block to the [?] shop
[?]
I'm a walking investment that checkered to your chess
You as dumb as the next man
Dropped out of school, I ain't nothing for testing homie
Your wave turned to tide then you dirt for sure
Moral of the story, I'm a hoarder full of glory
Henny to the rim [?] straight from the trophies
Toast coast, where the sun sets
That's women looking like money in the Courset
s**ers looking kinda envy gotta shake 'em off
When you prayed they wrote me off, they wrote more checks
Oh no, [?]
Just a step, turn it up, make the whip wreck
Soon as my n***as say turn it up
We burn it up, burn 'em down
Madlib brought the burner out