The Outro The Ill Spoken

[Intro: DJ Rated R & Beedie]
Aww yeah, as we switch it up (Yo, what up, Bla—)
More of that Ill Spoken, How High (Yo, what up—)
Still got a few more to go
Yo, what up, Blaze?
Can't forget Yung Brody
What up, Pittsburgh? What up, everybody? You've come to the end of the CD (Man Mantis)
Gotta play this shit on repeat, motherfuckers
Start this shit over
Oh, but we ain't done yet, yo ($weet Jame$, D-Wreck)
Yo, light yo' blunts up, motherfuckers (Check it, yo; TriGGa)

[Verse 1: Beedie]
Days change, belittled since I came (Uh-huh)
The games and the chains are sentencin' me to stay
Them other fools lamе, they sentencеs mean the same (Chyeah)
I rain over pain, it's the genesis of my name (This is me)
A new beginnin' with stories that's truly written, it's me (Uh-huh)
I'm here to tell you the glory and who be winnin'
This more to me than you givin' accordingly to my wisdom
I make decisions, livin' disorderly with my vision (Ayo, look)
I had it all, but part of me had to listen (What?)
'Cause ignorance is bliss, and I can feel my fists blistering
And I've been holdin' back this shit since my christening
I eat MCs whole (What?), then I swish 'em like Listerine (Bitch)
So check my history, I'm back and I'm better
This is a family affair, me and Mac is forever
You should know, we grind snow or shine, no matter the weather (Uh-huh)
Money is an inspiration, never slack when cheddar (Nah)
Yeah, so I'ma get up in the game when it falls
All-time, hall of fame, put my name on the wall (There it is)
And keep 'em comin' in this shit 'til we famous and all (What?)
It's like I never wear a rubber 'cause I came in the broad
Hustle hard gets the ring, that's what I'm sayin' to y'all
Passion runnin' through my veins, man, I play 'til I fall
Pussy bitches gettin' brain in the hall, that's how it go down
These blood-red roses overflowin', let me slow down (Haha, yeah)