[Intro]
I guess this is the part where I'm supposed to talk?
Here we go
Riverside n***as
Riverside n***a!
[Verse 1: Indie Thot]
They know ive Been so sick since '06, kicking dope sh**
Crack fiends asking Indie Thot for double doses
Stick they nose in it like they all up in my business
I'm getting busy b**h and spinning records got the dizziness
I'm too dope for these boys ask Shake or Meka
Break records on every record whenever I be recording
On the mic, I be biting like Tyson
When recording I be scoring like Jordan until the other team forfeits, uh
More spit than a camel when I be handling mic's
And you ain't sure what you doing, you be the amateur type
Give it a rest, but don't sleep on a n***a
Get ya cameras ready this be history up in the making
Stand back and study my greatness, good gracious
Still waiting for Jay to sign me to Rocafella nation
Sick til I die man I be terminally ill
My doctor prescribed me some blue and yellow purple pills
So I been feeling better than I ever ever feeled
And I been getting realer than I ever ever realed
Thats why I don't give a damn about the s** appeal
Man I just make the crowd scream, that's how you know the s** was real (real)
And it can't stop, won't stop
Writing til my hand throbs while you just giving hand jobs
This a stand off, fall back just like a domino
You think this nice? Wait til "I" drops like Geronimo
Asking for an encore, sorry though I gotta go
To the studio to write a new song
Cuz they been waiting too long to put this dude on
Been sleeping on a n***a like a futon
And they trying to crush my spirit like a crouton, but they can't
I be moon walking with my shoes off, in tube socks
And a SnapBack, Play Cloths spitting anthrax
Pharcyde tracks be trending just like a hashtag
So get ya facts straight, and lay em out flat
The truth is I'm much better, tough as leather
Fly as feather, high as sky, cold as weather in December
Hot as weather in July, but still words can't describe (can't describe)
How indie this n***a is
So indie that people thought, that indie was Indian
These n***as be envying, I hear them they envious
For a reason so when I see em they get no attention (attention)
I got a mouth like a sailor
Hard as a mothaf**a sharp as a razor
Rap til the days over, quit when the games over
You can't see me like Nas bumping the Takeover
But now-a-days you might catch me in a Range Rover
Eating watermelon while I'm drinking grape soda
I break stereotypes, k** a beat
Now they gotta take it off to a burial site
Drive it away in a hurst I'm rehearsing in the church
No It's a gift no its a curse, you rappers very alike
f** battling, too many rappers that's on average
Running they motors but on these streets they Dodge Challengers
Hook
Challengers
Challengers, challengers
Challengers
Challengers, challengers
Challengers
Challengers, challengers
Challengers
Challengers, challengers
Challengers
Challengers, challengers
Challengers
Challengers, challengers
Challengers
Challengers, challengers
Challengers
Challengers, challengers