Skit 3 - EARTHGANG

Chamberlain, that's a hundred points Ooh, ayy, ayy Bootcamp Productions Thought you knew better Ah-hah This chip on my shoulder, I got a vendetta (Okay) I tried to be cool with you niggas, you thought I was playin' I thought you knew better (Ooh) You gon' have to kill me to stop me 'cause Honestly I can keep goin' forever (And ever) You measure a man by they likes on the 'Gram But how do he move under pressure? (Hah) The difference between choosers and beggars (Oh) This TEC automatic, my life automatic I'm tired of humans and errors (Brr) I turn you to Swiss for the cheddar I do this shit for my ancestors Like fuck your parameters, I push the boundaries Your bitch gon' fuck me 'cause I'm who you tryna be Used to want jewelry, now I got properties Business is boomin', it's brackin' like pottery, ooh Ooh, shit, look at him go (Go) Keep, keep, keep, getting momentum (Vroom) Beep, beep, get the fuck out the way Keep, keep, keep all the way to the bank Ooh, shit, look at him go (Okay) Keep, keep, keep, getting momentum (Vroom) Beep, beep, get the fuck out the way Keep, keep, keep all the way to the bank Coast to coast All I know, ain't no SpottieOttie, sorry bro (My bad) Gettin' skull, ain't no scoliosis, Straight up with you (Straight up with you) All my hoes know that they could never be offended Strike a pose, take a picture, click Hypebeast Fuck the hype, been a beast, I was born with teeth I done fucked around and flooded out her ovaries (Mmh) Good advice, trust your instincts, don't overthink (Woo) If it ain't 'bout money, why are you approaching me? Ooh, shit, look at him go (Go) Keep, keep, keep, getting momentum (Vroom) Beep, beep, get the fuck out the way Keep, keep, keep all the way to the bank Ooh, shit, look at him go (Okay) Keep, keep, keep, getting momentum (Vroom) Beep, beep, get the fuck out the way Keep, keep, keep all the way to the bank Stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick Bitch, it's lit, lit, lit, lit, lit, lit, lit Talkin' big, big, big, flip, gas, match tip Don't you switch, switch, switch, switch, switch, switch, switch I'm bettin' the issue, I'm firing missiles You followin' trends, if you die, they won't miss you You talkin' 'bout somethin', hope Judas don't kiss you You offerin' nothin', my thumb on the button Your soul in my sights, don't play with your life My nigga, I'm great, You 'bout to be late, you gon' miss your flight, huh No, I don't want your bitch, yeah, motherfuck your clothes The copy nigga awards, you comin' in first, you know Don't know who you is no more (Ooh), you prayin' for validation (Damn) You tryna be valedictorian (Ooh), my nigga done sold his soul (Fuck) I keep a new ten on me, she never fold under pressure (No) I pull a noose in on 'em, never seen her like this never (Never) Niggas, they fuck with me, bitches, they fuck with me Addicts, they fuck with me, critics, they fuck with me If they don't eat out they shawty in fetal position I fuck it up, fuck it up, eat up this dissin' Ooh, shit, look at him go (Go) Keep, keep, keep, getting momentum (Vroom) Beep, beep, get the fuck out the way Keep, keep, keep all the way to the bank Ooh, shit, look at him go (Okay) Keep, keep, keep, getting momentum (Vroom) Beep, beep, get the fuck out the way Keep, keep, keep all the way to the bank

Get a job (I am your big brother) Is this recording? Damn well it is Get a job, get a job (I am your big brother) Oh, I'm a little bit high, ooh I done did a lot of fucked up shit on my time on the planet But I couldn't tell you what regret taste like, no If you fuck with the Doctur, you already know Hakuna Matata The only rule we follow, hoo (yeah) Oh, we was ghosts for a minute, had to hit the West Coast for a minute Came back and the hoes were same but the culture was different Got me screamin' at the glass, 'cause I broke in the mirror like I am a lion, I am the king of defiance, hater quit trying (uh) I am protected by Zion (woo, Zion) You try to test, now I'm just testifyin' (woo, testify, testify) Lookin' at the judge, like, "Hold up, your honor" Hold up my palm, make a promise to God, if I die, I'm a goner (yeah) Yeah, word to my mom, I'm a phenomenon, we like Yeezy and Donda (yeah) Yeah, my guy do drugs, if I cop 'em a pound it's like feedin' piranhas Yeah, shout out to Ross, Spillage Village what we are And I don't wait, we can show you the sponsor, 'cause I'm somethin' special, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo I'm somethin' special, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo I'm somethin' special, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo I'm somethin' special, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo Yeah, yeah Ass on cell, on fax, dome factory But you know I ain't trippin' on the trail around the world Pop's coat on my tail, still after me Onslaught, on attack from the faculties Wanna snatch the X-factor up out my jeans On sight, up front in the packaging I'm America's freaky little fantasy, I'm society's dirty obsession 'Cause my eyes seeing what the world can't And fireflies always seem to fuck into brighter days My tide bank, my loan's been keepin' this wholesale Them bricks buy folks, four-for-four slaves Pythons flow through my veins Burn its stakes, light yo' way Teacher called me a liar at a early age But motherfuck' them, stuff them textbooks Just a little closer to the fire, let 'em feel the flame Man, I was runnin' away, shit, I was turnin' the page I mean, look at what hate did Made me invincible, turned me untouchable Boy, I'm so close to my Maker Born at the apex, I'm such a favorite, I'm such a caselet I'm somethin' special, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo I said, I'm somethin' special, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo They said, I'm somethin' special, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo They said, I'm somethin' special, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo (yeah) (I'm somethin' special, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo) (I'm somethin' special, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo) (I'm somethin' special, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo)

Yeah, I close my eyes, count to three Now I'm ready to die (uh-huh) I ain't scared of nobody, I know the devil's a lie I don't argue with these hoes, cut that messy shit out On a mission, only fuckin' when my schedule allow it (whoa) I be with every day niggas, this no arrested development Went to court for them felonies Beat the case, took the blessing (uh-huh) Through the trenches, less religion, more spirit connection I can't explain it, so I know I can't help it Seeing me in my element got these niggas disheveled I dig it, you dig it, but who really gon' die for this treasure? My body's suspended, my mind just be spendin' My conscious ain't Kendrick No shade to that nigga, but where I'm from ain't nobody special Mad city full of bad ass kids Just smashed your windows then carjacked then crashed your shit (whoa) There's no Nintendo, no pun intended, we ain't playin' with ya Had to slit my wrist to get enough red to paint this picture, okay Are we born to live? Do we live to die? Will our soul survive? What's beyond the sky? Tell me why we're here Nobody knows why (yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah) Will our soul survive? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) What's beyond the sky? See, I was ready to die I was ready, had to aim it steady And stayed for my eyes, no-no regret, no goodbyes Just take a look deep inside the casket, I never could lie No more confetti would fly, none of my day ones would cry Just a lot of booties bouncing, hips swaying, moving mountains Moving Hennessy around the function, never runneth dry Greetings from the other side Where it ain't nothing but a gangsta party Old schools roll through, I'll haunt you in the night Then the morning, in all of them dark corners of your mind Fuck the one that said if I was self shopping call it hurricane, I I'm gettin' closer to God More than a newborn, more than a two-tone Drug in my system Even more than Scotty Got bright darkness inside me Brought my nephew in front of me Told him, "Keep on colliding" I could never see you run from it (never) See this world full of lies And your sister full of goodness So let nothing surprise you We shoot the flies off the bullshit Are we born to live? Do we live to die? Will our soul survive? What's beyond the sky? Tell me why we're here Nobody knows why Will our soul survive? What's beyond the sky?

Oh Lord, Jetson made another one Warriors die but they live in the sky I never seen a Gucci watch in my future, sign of the times And God whispered in my dreams, "Shawty, open your eyes I got so much more in store for you, they can't touch what's mine" Pack my whole life's precious moments in a line And shawty singing my songs, she think she know what's on my mind She think she know what's on my mind All eyes on me, huh I want all my niggas free I could tat a hundred tears on my face I could call out a hundred names Got a 20 dollar bill, get your hands up You survived last year, get your hands up I know that money tight, that stimmy check light I should stash some but we gon' ball for the night Black lives matter, yeah, I said that, hoe Trap lives matter, gotta let 'em know My cousin poppin' pills 'til the pain gone His daddy out of jail, he just came home, yeah He probably need a hug, yeah But you know he a thug, yeah Tryna find a way to make a dollar tree shake These niggas lyin', these niggas fake FN in the glovebox, you know I'm concealin' it Racism still alive, now we just revealin' it Niggas talkin' down, but I still flex Snakes in the grass, but I still step, woo All eyes on me Workin' magic with that P-P-P I could tat a hundred tears on my face I could call out a hundred names Got a 20 dollar bill, get your hands up You survived last year, get your hands up I know that money tight, that stimmy check light I should stash some but we gon' ball for the night Mama, I ain't made it 'til you quit your nine-to-five I was on the road when I found out my uncle died (yeah) I lost a lot of sleep, I know we should've talked more I worked so hard, I can't forget what this is all for Roll up some, just to burn away the guilt We been trained only pain can make it real Don't need no one to validate how I feel I been really in the fields since bein' healed If your diamonds don't dance, what's the chain of command? Silicon Valley bosses rockin' dockers and vans WowGr8 for the fans, call me Doc if we friends I'm barefoot walkin' through the creek in thousand dollar pants You tryna stay cool with your BM, put your hands up (hands up) Speaker Knockerz, I'm too faded, can't even dap you up (up) Shoulda died so many times, but I know that pussy tight If nothin' else it's still another reason to survive, I realize it's All eyes on me World is crazy, niggas duckin' when you sneeze I been fuckin', got a family to feed (family to feed) And I don't plan on ever stoppin', droppin' seeds I'm tryna outwork my libido, run them bands up If you take care of your people, put your hands up Yeah, you know the vibes, this is real life And can't nobody tell me I ain't ballin' for the night All eyes on me, huh I want all my niggas free I could tat a hundred tears on my face I could call out a hundred names Got a 20 dollar bill, get your hands up You survived last year, get your hands up I know that money tight, that stimmy check light I should stash some but we gon' ball for the night

Now in me solitude Be that Kapiti dude Wrapping Kapiti kush Look like Kapiti flutes Me not to be confused, your screws is merely loose I send the stampede to vanish the chicken's coupe As a young genie stressing 'bout a inner-tube I developed inner me's to channel up my inner blues My big dog's life was shorter than an interlude Still the sweetest track, I play it when I'm in the mood Passion people be prepared to catch them 22's And be perpetually addressed as if you dressed up in the nude But what a beastly nigga like me supposed to do? And how you follow rules and hold on to your scrotum too? Man, I need redemption Nah, fuck that, I only need fellatio She better keep the cadence of what's playing on the radio These raging hormones make these whores wanna Rave Simone Whip a pill, pistol whip ya Peel ya skin and take ya bones And how you supposed to lose When they know you're overdue You was born to wake the savage city with these soulful tunes What's the recipe for pleasure? Pot of holy water, boil it, sprinkle in the devil Drink it with the reverend Standing at the edge of my dream's lapse Limitation's what we wake up to and leave the scraps Y'all gon' need a Hail Mary or a screen perhaps Got the fire to fuck shit up, silent pilot somewhere in him The fire to take a bullet can't be far from that feeling It's awful of course It's par for the course It's par for the willing It's all for the best to risk all that you're given The facts of life, more or less When you come up where I'm living When you come up with your cousins A couple doors from them killers Niggas ain't knocking for sugar I'm staring at burning embers My jacket full of that dank My pockets full of them papers These women wantin' my lineage I just give them a headache (One, two, three, four, five, six, seven) It's the gospel, it's the gospel Nigga spread the good news What's survival if your obstacles is harder than you? Bitches holler, better swallow or you'll not be the move Mona Scott keep sucking dick, so what's the problem with you? Honestly I done lost all of my marbles off in them colleges So them rap nigga politics, I ain't even apart of it Can't believe in no nigga screaming he smoking that loud and shit Man, Sativa or Indica Nigga, know what your product is I don't know what went wrong I don't know what went wrong I used to know hella people but now I only see clones I used to look up at the stars and hear 'em calling me home Like what's inside me will provide me what technology won't Screaming fuck them other niggas cause we down Spillage Village is the town that we live in Grand wizard who is I Who was gifted as a child With ability to make a weeping willow crack a smile Like why, is she choosing or she down?