[Verse 1: Casual]When shit going bad my daughter's looking at me like"Where you going dad?"Do some old-school shitGrab my pool stick and hop in the cabMoney magnets, mover; jaggedThey're coming with a hundred stylesWithout getting redundantAbundant blessed success in excess[Verse 2: Phesto]Get the driftI'm nickel slick with articulateDiscourse in any predicamentSo hit the dickUnder the relentlessHammer of logicInanimate objects moveUnder my telekinetic groove in the vocal boothSo we interrogated rappers 'til they wrote the truthOn record; we introduce a new spectrumA rhyme texture for dissectionMic testingOnly slight pressure we might issueSo you know the prototype from these soda popRadio ad king cobra types on the micBehold when I unfold this soul on ice[Chorus] X 2We 'bout a hundred thou' indieNiggas ain't knowing aboutThese chips we be spendingWe doing it upAnd it's only the beginningThat's right[Verse 3: Abstract Rude]Don't fret the budSpark pops to the wee hoursWhen doves cry to the copsThese cowards have no shameYou got the game all wrongAnd if you get in troubleWho the one you call on?Your folksWhen so broke with no hopeIt's those closeKnow what I wrote's dope fo shoQuotes and antidote franchiseOn the damn teamStarted to get the ringOn the first ring no mercy[Verse 4: Opio]It's only the beginningNiggas ain't knowing aboutThe chips we be spendingYour style is bulimic niggaAnorexic I bust like a tecSpit wreck-lessLeave you headlessThis hard like erect dickYou soft and squeamishFeminineLike a seamstressSerena or VenusI got the U.S. openLike I'm AgassiFuck Brooke ShieldsI'm in the black tail magazine (that's right)Pass the weed and the cherry flavor paperSo I can attack thenBe prepared to meet my maker[Chorus] X 2We 'bout a hundred thou' indieNiggas ain't knowing aboutThese chips we be spendingWe doing it upAnd it's only the beginningThat's right[Verse 5: Del]Yeah, my start is your endLike yin yang, DiabloD I believeI entertain with infinite gameIntentions bent to frameCultured ultra luminousHe was just tuna fishBlacking out like a lunar eclipseWhen I'm chewing my bitch outFor ruining shit (damn it)You should just getThe fuck out of dodgeOr learn how to guardNow that the people knowHow you cowards are (we see you)The power's far beyond yoursI'm your fissure that's provocative with proper shitShorty get shut downCharlatans all get hung, see the strange fruit?It ain't cute, how they framed youKnowing it ain't trueBut Del proclaims proofYouthful outlookDon't let my mouth put me in positions notPossible to climb out ofBut on the flip tipPlugs in all holes trying to sink my ship[Chorus] X 2We 'bout a hundred thou' indieNiggas ain't knowing aboutThese chips we be spendingWe doing it upAnd it's only the beginningThat's right
