[Verse 1: Wilson & Pepe] 7:30 in the morning alarm clock start singing Better be important why my phone keep ringing Had this dream last night bout a Grammy we was winning Yup it's time to go and get it, so I'll be there in a minute Plus you know I had da vision so I guess it's bout time I'ma take em back to school gon and meet me outside Let me the burn CD, k** the Wheaties, son hol' up Yeah I be getting cheefy hope the PD don't roll up Used to push a beater where the windows wouldn't roll up Now we finna blow up so I wrote a dope verse Once we top charts bet they feelings gon hurt I ain't worried bout dem marks, son I did my homework Now they all wanna copy, so I tell em no sir Back in ‘07 I was skipping those lessons I was too ill so I made it my profession Yeah now they got hands up, ain't no question Bag of Kush and this bag of books Yeah we gon sell a million records or it's back to these joogs Homie I'ma bridge the gap on these tracks understood Still it's all good hall pa** through these hoods like Thursday couldn't focus enough, who they talking bout Word they ain't doper than us I was spitting that game they were soaking it up Yeah I was pitching that flame they were smoking it tough I hit my drug counselor said I got a ounce for ya Loud Cali skunk in the trunk, I make it bounce for ya Used to sip Jameson, back of the gymnasium Packing out stadiums way before the games begun Out in the 213 you know the crew run deep I got the truth on deck, I put the coupe on lease Tryna do some' right, but stuck with two left feet I got the juice like Pac, I throw the deuce like peace [Chorus] Break down science, make that math Spit those lines, take you all around the map Homie study that game, go on and toss that trash Seem like in the new school, everybody get a pa** We gon take em back to cla**ics, sound like quest We the freshest in the game, nothing more nothing less
Yeah punka** dudes think they crew's hard I tell em what the rules are And if they got a problem, we could take it to the schoolyard [Verse 2: Pepe] Always had a dream, had a dream to get it Different day, different rhyme, different beats per minute Lotta styles been born off what we invented Love and leave you wanting more cause I'm deeper in it Told em one day you gon watch us from the bleachers Did it on our own their ain't nothing you could teach us You could always tell the kids would be somebody It's a party baby girl look what we done started ayy [Verse 3: Wilson & Pepe] Good Friday pushing on the highway We just tryna kick it, why you looking at me sideways To'ed up rocking shows who could know what that'll pay I was in the studio working on Saturdayzed Used to say who got bars let me hear some Blacktop, boombox to your eardrum 13 wasn't selling that ‘cane yet Laying down tracks burnt down off a Train-wreck [Bridge] Y'all be in that slow cla**, we ain't got no time for that ‘Fore you heard them KnowMads, they ain't play this kind of rap Snakes get they shine snatched, you won't get that diamond back Shake em out the tall gra**, y'all know where to find us at Y'all be in that slow cla**, we ain't got no time for that ‘Fore you heard them KnowMads, they ain't play this kind of rap Snakes get they shine snatched, you won't get that diamond back Shake em out the tall gra**, y'all know where to find us at [Chorus] Break down science, make that math Spit those lines, take you all around the map Homie study that game, go on and toss that trash Seem like in the new school, everybody get a pa** We gon take em back to cla**ics, sound like quest We the freshest in the game, nothing more nothing less Yeah punk a** dudes think they crews hard I tell em what the rules are And if they got a problem, we could take it to the schoolyard