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[Intro]("Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives...")--Take that out--That's my chain--Talk shit at this part? About how, like, "The woooooorrrrrllllld didn't see it coming!"--This is my chain. Gonna do that. This is fresh, right?--"You don't knooooow!"[Hook]We're not jokingJust jokingWe are jokingJust jokingWe're not joking[Verse 1 - Heems]I'm so wild they call me Four LokosSo loco, puede... do it for cocoPuff like cocoa, til I'm crisp like Coco BonoboIced tea plus cocoSunoco flow, no Pinocchio, no BPJust beat meMeet me where I beat beats, drop street heatI'm on the block like street meatCall me Dwight Schrute the way that I eat beatsNo beet farm, just pharm beats, smarmyLetras de cancionesA motherfucker try to harm me, eh?I scrap happilySmack a little scrappy-type dude for freeNot for a fee, a Rockfort teeOr maybe just a cup of tea, had enough of me?I'm just beginning!Finna be a minute 'fore the fat lady singin'I'm swimmin', I'm crazy, I'm wavy pipelineRappers lack flow, now they're trying to bite mineNeed like three life linesThree wives, three lines of VicOr white, a night to get hypeThree types of NikesMy four sides is spikedMy Florsheims is tightYour punchlines is lightThe days of our lives, plus the nightsCatch me on the corner drunk and pukingCrazy stupid, Sami and Lucas!(That's a reference to the soap opera Days of Our Lives, even though I was a bigger General Hospital fan growing up)[Hook][Verse 2 - Kool AD]Yeah, see, quit smilin' and shut your silly traps"These zooted brown weirdos is wildin'... but they can really rap!"They saw the cover of the tape, figured it's pretty wackLater on eventually admitted that it's pretty crackSnatched the beer can out your hand like "Gimme that!"I'm all up in the freezer at your crib like, "Where your gin be at?"(sniffs)Couple dubbies and the switch-up dougies and spare me thatTitty fat, jimmy hack, gimme that SimilacChug it, cut it, print it!I think it's finished but really blackRun it back, tell me if you're feeling thatAhem, wait a minute like Ray-JMy work is my play-playEvery day pay dayMeet me at the mall it's going down--May DayGet it?Joke's not the mall, the may sayThe joke's not "meses," vajayjaysHey hey, they say they wanna have my kids like BebeNo way way, no, bebe, that's eighteen years like 'Ye sayToo much to pay-paySweatin' me like ShenenehShe say she gave me melee three-way-way[Hook][Heems]You puff herb? Dawg, I smoke weed tooYou chief cheeba? Ay yo, dawg, me too![Kool AD]Yo me, too? You like weed, dude? Me too!You like smokin' weed? I see you![Heems]These rappers wack as the movie WacknessThey saccharine, but they not Equal!Ohhhhh![Kool AD]Oh no, call it cuz it's Sweet and Low, dudeCrossover numbers for brothas and white demons, too[Heems]We not racist, we love white people! Ford trucks, apple pies!Bald eagles[Kool AD]Yeah, Cheetos, Doritos, Fritos, Pringles, Kraft Singles, Slim Jims, Sierra Mist![Heems]Butter crunch cookies, Sour Patch Kids!The block is like a mattress in the hoodI'm flippin' on it![Kool AD]Flippin' in the ghetto on a dirty mattressOver-30 actress -- Bulova, Cau, Dalier, Chapstick... uh[Hook]Heh?[Fade out] From Letras Mania