Intro sh** .. sh** Uh huh Hold that sh** Gorillaz and Demons Ha A-Jay I'm here thank you for waiting Lets go hol up Yea yea yea yea yea hol up Alright Verse 1 sh** Who wanna call this lame n***a I been on my game Them Baracudas stare and shoot ya like when Karma came No b**h yo mom is lame and useless like Obama's change I'm a real rapper just to prove it I don't want a chain But still I want some larger pay Altamonte has tons of pretty women giving monster brain And I know some snitches out here screaming promise still I got the hollow tips I'll ask you how the Karma feels Hol up Hol up Noise Noise Yea Yea Boy Lets go Lets go Lets go Lets go Hol up Hol up Ight lemme stop playing f** this sh** I'll f** this sh** Verse 2 I bet no body goes to Brantley 04/17 I bet I'm undefeated haters 0 - 17 I bet that can't no mutha fukka come and level me I bet that I'll be k**ing tracks until the d**h of me I bet I keep a puertorican that be s**ing me I bet that I don't have to lie on any records B Unlike my predecessors, My flow is never weathered I got the best of textures sh** you calling feather leather I ain't no gangster I'm a rapper half would label thug Heard I was racist tell these crackers that I never was I been the illest and the realest don't get sh** confused My flows so hot they call me cookman and my b**h Bethune I'm rolling phillies we be smoking like a chimney do I f** with white boys we drinking strictly booze I'm in a b**hy mood, I'm f**ing tipsy too I here with Hippies, fool its like its 62 Ooo ooo oo Yea Sky Sky Sky SKy Sky High sh** Gorillaz and Demons Stay tuned n***a Oh chyea oh sh** Chea