Church Yeah River Beats Last year was amazin', this year is greatness My skills on the radi' is shakin' on pavement I ain't gonna pick up these stereotypics Just handin' you bars like relays in Olympics It's on, no miscommunication 'Cause we can all kick it like we on vacation The level I'm on is a new realization So I'm in a studio down in my basement Story time, grab the marijuana and the pickled sausage Hotter than the cajun supper in the middle of the summer Here's a plastic cup full of warm hot water No steam on me, boy, I'm sittin' in the sauna Yeah, I came in the game lookin' just like this No hot promoter to come and pop my shit He said "Hold it, hold it, you wanna sing or rap?" I said "I ain't gonna choose between two and ain't gonna" That's a one up, you ain't gonna wanna 'Cause I get to clappin' like an encore Ain't about to happen motherfucker Guitar smashin' activist, trashed out in the theater Classes ain't even practicin' Why's everybody laughin' like an SNL skit On the late night channel 1 everybody missed? Is that the game struttin' me right now dog? Do you smell that shit? Yup, hip hop body mist Mmm, dry heat and dry heaves I control the climate and the climax I look good on an 8k Even in a dark theater on a motherfuckin' IMAX Motion picture, smoke the Swisher, potent thriller I am in the fuckin' ocean mister Boats and hoes is lookin' like the only business Good thing I'm on land and I don't need bitches We can go toe to toe tell your homie yell "WorldStar" crop your head on a dot com So mayonnaise turtle neck made of Teflon Bates Motel I got a bed you can sleep on Diced up settin' in the bottom of a bathtub I tend to grab the battery acid when rappers act up Ask No Life Shaq he'll say "That's tough" And he does have 600k subs Man all these rap stars Man all these rap charts Everybody a bullseye for me I stay drunk, where the damn darts? So bullseye, bullseye, move guy Ayy, bullseye again Michael Jordan dunkin' over everybody Like Muggsy blockin' when he slams it in So universal got the aliens partyin' Drunk drivin' chromed out UFO's Ran it into Pluto and that's a comeback Like actually it's considered a moon Elon Muscadine Wine, dinner plate full of artists Cut them open, bite the heart like an interstellar Chupacabra Pinche me huevos you pendejo A broken ass sink couldn't match my flow Put a fork in the beat like a Rachel Ray show Serve hella great food if the entree's dope My nickname should be the fuckin' Irish Springs I got clean bars in my dirty mouth, so I got mud on my Vans bro 89 gas in my Ford Bronco Too much money in rims, truck lookin' like shit But my buddy stay fuckin' out the window yellin' "Westside ho" And now that I got that out of the way There is some stuff that I do wanna say One is I love you and the other one thanks Didn't get this far without y'all as a fanbase Y'all my world, just look at my face I'm crackin' this smile because you know my pace You know that I typed this in 45 minutes 'Cause I was all hyped up on birthday cake I'm 28 now, 27 won't square up The curse of the old me don't want none of the new one Hard ass cracker, naw tough lil' crouton Could be a toilet still not get pooped on Do you like R. Kelly, you're in my lane You're down there so, how's my pee taste My voice addictin' these songs are freebase Stab a straw in your brain, overdose on soundwaves Sound the alarm again on some nuclear bomb shit Click a YouTube button when I'm sick of the nonsense "Duke Nukem" had a hater lookin' unresponsive Just know that I don't have a hip hop conscious Church Hehehehe Hey man Y'all ain't seen shit yet You just wait Shoutout to all the reaction pages Y'all are the shit too Haha Bye