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[Verse 1: Posdnuos]

Yo, a slow burn we are

Last long three-man act to wake up your thermostat

Blind through the property line

Creative minds crossover and back

Scribble with a knife to earn that slice of life

Cock back, aim, shot the name wherever the price is right

The pain earned is the pain learned

and heads talking like burn

Connect (to the same as it ever was)

Respect the land cause it never floods and well irrigated

Looking for my vanity, it's there, the mirror hate it

And stated, stop being an MC

and give your verses more weight

By being just M-E, thoughts are oxidized when I spit em out

And my lungs prefer tastes

encrypted words laced to get them out home

With removal service to get kings out the throne

(More hands on) With hands upon the neck

Of a voice magnifier over decks

The sound is found at the youngs in the batch

Lovely how I let my mind float

You can catch me in the early morning

Find me up with no yawning

Haven't been asleep, I'm on cue

8 in the corner pocket from the booth all 24 hours

like it was our debut

Life edited my etiquette

Dreams beyond your eons

You can't wait this out

Start blitz, starring it's that crew

who never call the splits convey lines

made from outer spines

So the nerve of us to be so damned crush

Grit like JDL and we sip from the grail

Where the current course connects, so we're not unsung

Just vets, this mission's undone

[Hook: Roc Marciano]

We getting loot in this, you new to this

We true in this

Baby you already know who it is

We been doing this

We been doing this

Been true to this since Yoo-Hoos and tunafish

Catch flights, hit the stewardess

We been doing this

We been doing this

[Verse 2: Roc Marciano]

Yo, it's a honor and a pleasure

Rappers is not try to see me like a diamond tester

I'm on the low, I'm like a silent investor

Well dressed, my suit and vest is never polyester (never)

Keep a shottie on the dresser

My queen look like a young pepper

Up in her plump compress her

My tongue is forever under the weather, however

My heart was still lighter than a feather

Culturally, snort em like coca leaf

Them niggas suck more - no teeth

On the low though in my Polo tee

The show cost money but the promo's free

My pen collection is interesting

No steel, but still niggas will feel threatened

My genetics is comedic

Driven in lanes I was looking angelic

Psychedelic, if niggas like it I can sell it

But I don't fuck with that sweet shit, I'm diabetic

This is rapping at its peak

Your bird's steady yapping at the beat

Of a parakeet

You're not unique, you're no Kool Keith

Shit is more parrot-y (parody)

To get with the illa rhyme distributor

A verse might run you a year's salary

[Hook: Roc Marciano]

We getting loot in this, you new to this

We true in this

Baby you already know who it is

We been doing this

We been doing this

Been true to this since Yoo-Hoos and tunafish

Catch flights, hit the stewardess

We been doing this

We been doing this

[Verse 3: Dave]

Yo, put that bread on all fours The Catcher in the Rye

New York City lights look better in July

4th, no fireworks will dangle in the sky

Like right there, feeling the night air

Promoting the fair fight

Square dance, men at the faceoff

Crooked eye letters from Madoff apologizing

Long journeys walking cold hard facts

Once you turn up there, there's no turning back

From Rock Co. Kane Flows to flows that are crack

In the hemline, versus on the land muddied your man

The hard work you threw on the scale, damn

I'm Joe Pesci on the Dish, so messy on the disk

Puerto Rican mamis call me "flapi"

Leap a tall feeling in a single bound

Way over your head like my ex-girl talking bout mind sex

(Well you're a dickhead)

Two ticks away from aww shit

Cause I'm an old fart

Go campaign DAISY Age

Dave fresh like a pound of sage

Decorate the paramount figures

Watch the way they crown the stage

Sipped Crown but I was down in age

See the sailor took a sip

saw the whole ship drowned in grey

Classmates couldn't find a page

Had the answers written in my palm ever since promise paid

[Hook: Roc Marciano]

We getting loot in this, you new to this

We true in this

Baby you already know who it is

We been doing this

We been doing this

Been true to this since Yoo-Hoos and tunafish

Catch flights, hit the stewardess

We been doing this

We been doing this

L. I. , nigga

L. I. , baby

Pimp [?] Amityville

Yo, it's an honor and a pleasure