(Verse 1 - NOE)

Yeah, ha!
Black Keys
What up!
Y'all gotta put yo hands up!

Yeah I settle back into the breeze
Get my cracker barrel on and focus on the cheese
Cheddar come, cheddar go, cheddar spend
I'm showin up in Heaven with a knock, let us in

The airport, the four point Sheraton
Holdin fifty G's in the duffel for a friend
He better come get it , a friend is a friend
But if the hunger pain win than he better come with it

I done did it
The game in the critic
Puttin' diesel out like the Chronicles of Riddick
Im acidic when the cigar is litted
I'm the best of my pedigree, all things considered
I can't count all the goons outfitted in arraignments and secret indicts to outwit it
I'm still swampy
Bitches still want me
The impact I had on the block
It still haunts me
So many beards in the game going grey
The body wanna rest put the brain wanna stay
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