[Intro: ScHoolboy Q & Ab-Soul]
Chyeah , chyeah, chyeah, chyeah
Brrat, black
Yeah (Uh)
Get it
As we proceed (Yeah, brrat, bop, boom)
To give you what you need (Yeah, yeah, Q)
T-D-E (Q, Soul, Q)
Hah, hah
[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q & Ab-Soul]
Omega
Black Hippy came through to switch flavors (Ugh)
Wake and bake, no taters
Pa-pass me the ketchup, I'll homestyle fry 'em (Fry)
(You niggas better catch up as swift as I am)
I was born in Zion, I defeated the Lion
Soul made of iron, yeah, Soul made of iron
Nah, nigga talking how you can't fold when you trying (Oh)
Strive for triumph
Survive by any means necessary even if it means dying (Dying)
Fuck the world, missionary (Yeah); Malcolm got popped (Yeah)
Obama got in office, and I'm still on the block (Yeah)
Ain't shit changed, the grinding never stops
Call it progress, and the reason why the chicks always fall in our nest
Two niggas getting high, flying objects (Hahaha) Yes!
We got next, now forever the Hippy is black interrogated by
Instrumentals that give me a rhythm
Put the maize together and blaze (Don't be afraid), hey
See, this is how we do
Would say I thought you knew, but that would not be true (Ooh)
In fact, ve Q (You fags are through)
And like all of you teachers thus far
I'm passin' you, ooh
Chyeah , chyeah, chyeah, chyeah
Brrat, black
Yeah (Uh)
Get it
As we proceed (Yeah, brrat, bop, boom)
To give you what you need (Yeah, yeah, Q)
T-D-E (Q, Soul, Q)
Hah, hah
[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q & Ab-Soul]
Omega
Black Hippy came through to switch flavors (Ugh)
Wake and bake, no taters
Pa-pass me the ketchup, I'll homestyle fry 'em (Fry)
(You niggas better catch up as swift as I am)
I was born in Zion, I defeated the Lion
Soul made of iron, yeah, Soul made of iron
Nah, nigga talking how you can't fold when you trying (Oh)
Strive for triumph
Survive by any means necessary even if it means dying (Dying)
Fuck the world, missionary (Yeah); Malcolm got popped (Yeah)
Obama got in office, and I'm still on the block (Yeah)
Ain't shit changed, the grinding never stops
Call it progress, and the reason why the chicks always fall in our nest
Two niggas getting high, flying objects (Hahaha) Yes!
We got next, now forever the Hippy is black interrogated by
Instrumentals that give me a rhythm
Put the maize together and blaze (Don't be afraid), hey
See, this is how we do
Would say I thought you knew, but that would not be true (Ooh)
In fact, ve Q (You fags are through)
And like all of you teachers thus far
I'm passin' you, ooh
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