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Madlib turn the up
My knuckleheads, put things with the beams up
You won't need heat this time around
I spits fire, it's like the rhymes are
In a big ass of the bitch-ass niggas
Who wan' hate, cause they get cash with us
But really on Jay and Mad dilznick
If you want the then that's just it
Them cause I slipped they chick this magic stick
We all act, can we get them back
I keeps it as well as complicated
for service, just compensate us
I'm to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips
Caked rockin
P.I., D.I. and L.I.B
Better know the hell I bring, it's fire

Yo, wait, now let me speak on these
Only the ones who to learn and listen
Before they criticize that burns kitchens
Live the land of Hearns and Pistons
You heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so
Play it too loud and you'll a burn where you pissin
Up, my nigga turn the motherfuckin up
The link-up, about to cha-ching up
Jaylib baby forget the name
How you it, Beemer four-fifth or Range
see the Dilla lay with the fifth
Maybe you can write an about how Jay play with them whips
And who said producers supposed to rap
They don't want the Ruger to bang well close your
Better not run them or fibs no more
We pullin so haters ("can't live no more")