50 - Odd Future, MellowHype

I’m a lotta narcotics, flow aquatic atomic

The way I rhyme in Islamic promises, ignorance is common sense

Straining my glottis, fucking hungry hippopotamus

You niggas are in the bottom pit, obnoxiousness

Is what I was raised around as a child

I’d rather chuck up my middle finger than give a bitch a smile

Hostility fertile like my mule and 40 acres

In my Stacy Adam gators, where’s that mothafuckin' stapler?

Uh, you hear that shit?

Ay, run that shit back

Yeah, that shit hot, nigga

Hostility fertile like my mule and 40 acres

In my Stacy Adam gators, where’s that mothafuckin' stapler?

Good grades on the wall, niggas hate to see me do it major

I’m just a leader of my team and I ain’t afraid to trade ya

Lacing my shoes, we the MellowHype jews

We controlling the crews, drinking Belgium booze

We animals out the zoos, with a fuse abused

Bitches brewing in our stews, on they knees like the pews

Sock a buster in his jaw

Fuck the police, break the law

Twist your fingers up, grip your balls

If you ain’t got heart you ain’t got shit at all

Sock a buster in his jaw

Fuck the police, break the law

Twist your fingers up, grip your balls

If you ain’t got heart you ain’t got shit at all

Where your homies at?

They’ll get fucked up too

Where your grandma at?

She’ll get fucked up too

Where your bitch at?

She’ll get fucked up too

Where the roof at?

We’ll stomp that bitch through

Where your homies at?

They’ll get fucked up too

Where your grandma at?

She’ll get fucked up too

Where your bitch at?

She’ll get fucked up too

Where the roof at?

We’ll stomp that bitch through

Here we go negero, I sing figaro, figaro

Chunking up my deuce bigalow, burning bodies in infernos

Aww, mothafucka wanna see you shine and I got my gold on

Clancy said I’m late for my flight, well they better hold on

Can’t wait 'til I fuckin' buy me a jet, there gon' be some hoes on it

Just blow O’s on it, count dough on it

Smoking in the sky, damage the ozone, don’t it?

Shit, I’ll take a life for my moment’s moment

Contract your own sale, fuck a deal, you’re in auction

Turn the bass up, give mothafuckas concussions

Rappers nowadays are all phased when it comes to soft shove

If niggas saying your flow weak, you shoulda bought one

You call this brand new, to me it’s Santa Cruz

Don’t find HB the man to lose, you ain’t a bruise

Catch me on MTV or your local channel news

In London recording to Muse, I’m the man at the fuse

I’m fucking crazy, need slavery to behave me

Engraving what I am saying into your mothafuckin' brain and skull

Sock a buster in his jaw

Fuck the police, break the law

Twist your fingers up, grip your balls

If you ain’t got heart you ain’t got shit at all

Sock a buster in his jaw

Fuck the police, break the law

Twist your fingers up, grip your balls

If you ain’t got heart you ain’t got shit at all