[VERSE 1 – Scumlord]
Set fire to the ink on page
Yell scum when the lord's on stage
Back up when we start to rage
Cause this sh** blasts off, now you know my name
S-C-U-M-L-O-R-D
Started from nothing, still nobody
Still just a homeboy, still just a lackey
I don't act like you hate me, I see the look in your eyes
Used to be lame, used to be lonely
I used to be, it doesn't matter
RIP to the old me
New places where I found myself
New homes when I found my wealth
New fame, now they start to yell
New girls, now it's gone to hell, ah
New sh** puts yours to rest, sleep on this
Lullaby to success
No chains, no bracelets
I don't need to rap about fake sh** to be the best, buddy, face it, uh
SCUM
[VERSE 2 – Jacob Smith]
304, I was born to strive
Stay down but she wanna ride
Got the game on lock like my first name Fry
Oh look now it's that guy
Minesweep how I blow up doing
Everything I want from movies to music
Everything I learned I learned how to do it
By myself, ain't a whole lot to it
Couldn't really afford a lot, kept lookin to the future
Now when girls around I'm just like my computer
Everything I do I do so much newer
Workin on songs, got cla**, might Bueller
Hol' up, ain't no goin back
Ever since I rapped, got the whole town jazzed
Applause after tracks, make jokes and they laugh
Everything I do, they wanna do that
[VERSE 3 – E.V.]
My hometown never loved me
They were always so above me
No one ever cares about a boy that comes from that dub v
They were sleepin on the boy
Nap time is over
You can send your girl over like we're playin red rover
But I don't play no games
Leave your sh** for the playground
Put my headphones in, can't hear what you say now
The way I be flowin, I go and let you know
That I make your girl say wow
And I be rhymin, designin these lyrics to knock you out
So go on and stay down
This beat's got a kick to it, the rap is so zesty
Who would've thought such spice would come from the West V?
I stay on my level, I'll never be on the sh** Kanye West be
But one day I'll stay in a place where I can have one hundred guests sleep
So high school – makin out at a f**in party
I stay so mystery just like my last name was Hardy
And I hardly ever cared, actin so indifferent
All my girls was fine just like the wine I be sippin
Naked girls on my water bed just like we skinny dippin
But all these girls seemed to notice our relationship was slippin?
[VERSE 4 – Josh McDowney]
I got pistols, AK's
Machetes, pumps, and grenades
I'm in the cut like switch blade
I got the green like the glade
I'm stackin paper like Staples
n***as are watchin like cable
I'm baggin work on the table
b**hes are strippin the label
While we be countin the checks
Trap houses look like the Rec
I'm stackin money then flex
I call a b**h up just for s**
I grab the keys to the whip
Start the b**h up just to dip
I gotta grip on my hip
And n***as want me to trip
But I ain't slippin