(intro) [Slug] Aight, its a stick up Put cha hands up You, put cha f**in hands up Put cha hands up (repeats) I'm 'slug infinite', he's 'no idea' [Eyedea] Please refrain from screamin' this evenin' Even though it might ease the pain your receivin' When I squeeze that brain Mayday mayday They say its the quiet ones you gotta look out for Dont cha kno Pushin big words through a little hole with leave your mouth tore 'till the kids learn Turnin' around and puttin' their head down And saving um from burnin' in my circles eternally Infernal, purple clouds pour acid rain and it drowns your perception of a cla**ic That's the same cla**ic that has 300 parts and there all on MTV When I see that video and all those different versions I'm turnin' off the TV when it starts I feel nauseous cuz its awful rotten old coast Blah flow, dumb sound somehow got him dope [Slug] How is it you feel as if you can afford to ignore the visit Come and catch a glimpse of persistence The momentum builds and the allied forces get stronger The breathing lasts longer beyond the patterns of you The team designated to replace the jaded emotions of all these here player haters Brainwashed in this ocean The new devotion is the same as the old one Lyrical bliss Lyricist Tryin' to get up in every city like twist Wait, wait, wait Break me down to a science b**h, save your energy One part stress, one part Jacob One part destiny And Im here, and those that knew me Knew I would be Overcast was a buzz, big ups to those that took me Now look me in the eye and tell me y'all ain't high Cuz I believe there needs to be some fists in the sky Put your hand up b**h You too, put your hand up b**h