[Intro]
Them say no, and you come
That’s why you kill da king
King that he will fade away
But refresh everyday man
Now when it come to sum bizness
Its we that run the scene
Cause we fresh and green, come

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
Yeah, graveyard shift, meet the grim reaper
Sickle to your features, balance that like a Libra
Scale yeah I’m off that
Derailing all your thoughts on this track
All this wax I should make a candle fac-tory better
Glory all facts his-tory in the making, I am that
(Chea,Chea,Chea,Chea)
Victory is sweet enough to eat, bon appetite
Pull up a chair and eat
You buffoons couldn't walk in my shoes
If we were sharing feet

[Verse 2: Krondon]
Mind too cool, dominion can’t compare they just some glarin geeks
In real life, perpetrate like mike only a pair of sneaks
Level 3, skeeter tried to squack I didn't care to speak
Burgundy, polo went public I can’t prepare to teach
Smoking like Santonio Holmes
When the camera go flash, I get the feeling at home
Under the avalanche
Guess that’s how ghetto survival, syndrome fuck the system
A nigga woke up to get on screaming
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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