Ay yo, what's up? What's up?
of the world's freshest DJ DJ Fresh
How many of y know about G &E?
Make some motherfuckin' noise,
what country we on, y 'all
I look at Rio and kill it
Spilling my guts when I bust
so they can touch when they hear it
Pull the words from my spirit
and get my grind from the gods
And then combine that with time
and sooner, I'm in your bomb
They makin' the beat again,
that music to teach again
Go through it, get to it,
fall off of it, then reach again
You dug it real deep and then,
you showed it to each of friends
They loved it and learned it and burned it,
And now the world's on your shit chain
Slick a pain to pick like this
for plenty to see infinity
I must deliver these songs
This one gets the message wrong,
Give my girl another twirl,
I give my bride another ride
Again, again, again, again,
Y 'all heard it from the grouch
I said that y 'all hear what the grouch said
But now, we gon' get it to my man
Now take a seat with your people,
we bout to take you inside
Find a bench by the piano teacher,
while I press these keys in your mind
Met a fact by the heart that can't take it,
hit a recess to take like July
Brings the heat in a later
take the feed to a piece of the pie
We bringing that heat again,
bringing up bout to the lead again
On the march, foot, feet, meet again
Right, left, part, feast, key again
Let emotions ride through my pen
Quotations, find a place in there
You learn it and love it, then burn it
Gotta exhale slow when I go
Off in the center of the chest
When I enter with the best
Entertaining with a top hat, no
String the veins in my neck
To give you something better
than what you consider the best
Kick off my shoes, get off the blues
Listen to my crew, we gotta move
so gross you can taste it
Sam, I'm paying my dues in the muck
And the mayhem won't play it again