This mixtape had the streets calling It was meant to drop summer but I had a couple things gwarning Now it's landed it's crazy, it's wavy Mainly for peeps that was babies in the eighties Music ain't been the same lately Every minute they be coming with a new sound As a yute I had two videos One was Michael Jackson and the other one was Bobby Brown Ask my brother if I never used to break it down House parties at my sister's shut down Nowadays the only time you'll ever catch me in a house party is if a motherfucking gun around I wish Biggie would have stuck around I felt sad when I heard they licked Pac down Fast forward to the present Currently this is 2014 and you're listening to Skrapz now Ice City got the whole game locked down And if it isn't Ice City then it popped down Telling feds that the tree can't cut down Cah the roots too deep in the soil I tell a ho that these hoes ain't loyal In my whip listening to "hoes ain't loyal" Niggas say I'm hard, me and Nina's on fire I had to tell 'em just cool cah the kettle don't boil We're something like diamonds and oil Them man are all plastic and foil Nah they can't do it like this My team's at the top like a satellite dish Or now they don't free Ish If he ever hears this, my nigga, man's criss I know now they don't free Jigz I've got a big list full of niggas man miss I'll bill a quick spliff, learn how to get rich I'm not in fifth gear yet, let alone sixth Fuck crack, I've been in the Matrix My niggas in the trap, call me Mr Break Bricks My nigga take four and I'll give you back six Couple more flips, might cop a next whip Niggas on the other side wanna chat shit Man will put 'em in a coma, leave 'em on drip Catch me on the other side, weapon on hip Rag round my face, got me looking like Crip Anyway just listen to my shit It's hit after hit after hit after hit after hit