Gunnin’ for the Throne A-Villa (Ft. ​eLZhi, Freddie Gibbs, Mikkey Halsted, Naledge & Vic Spencer)

[Verse 1: Elzhi]
Dealing with the pressure, I wish it was lesser
I'm just speaking from my mind don't mean to depress ya
But that'll make you want to grab the gat from off your dresser
I know I got a gift I just need me an investor
With hopes to get my back up off the ropes like a wrestler
Might have been on the scene with the dean and the professor
Only if getting green by any means was the lecture
I know mad kids that went to school learned something extra
Came home, can't find a job broke back up on Dexter
I'm sick of swallowing my pride cause I don't like the texture
Niggas pushing whips that look 20 times fresher
Cause life'll give you lessons, you think it wouldn't test ya
That's proof of words I've thought of moving birds like Sylvester
The putty cat I could be that cause I can't live the rest of
My life around Chester, Homeless guy Lester
Hoodrat Brenda, dope fiend Tessa and yo

[Verse 2: Naledge]
Brain power, meteor shower out the nest
Lead power Eddie Bauer and Gucci sweats
Don't sweat the technique, success the best seat
Ride your bitches all summer long like a jet ski
Hand it back to you I pop it off like a Pepsi
Demanding that a two dollar blocks off the jet free
Status I'm official like the synonym for revery
IV league need more than scantrons to test me
Fair Eastside, lean on me I'm Joe Clark
[?] go Joe Cool walks in with no shoes
Fucking bitches on tour, we call that Road Rules
Like fresh buddy Chucky I bust the dope moves
In the real world, naw nigga no MTV
Dope MP3, don't envy me
[?] at the squad nigga I'm MVP
More flavor, less filling, MGD