[Verse 1: CHRONIC]

[Verse 2: JAY]
Uh, uh
Sus it
Of course I’ll bend a beat, more wild energy
Motto ever since I was 4 or 5, let it be
Sore child tendencies, core file memories
Let em think less of me and made a couple enemies
Bad thoughts piled but I walked along the mezzanine
Everybody tryna source styles that could never be
Don’t you ever think that’s it’s a store aisle recipe
'Little bit of this and that'? nah it could never be
Tryna be the best to be, something that you never seen
Mate I spit fire, throat feeling like I drank a bit of Hennessy
Shots leave you laying on the floor like Kennedy
Triple entendre and the third one is basically
If I ask you if you’re ready then you’d better be
And I don’t mean a gun but I’m sending heat
Since I met the woman with the warm smile heavenly
Been feeling like a new, mmm, sorta like entity
Youse are on the bench sitting court side: I be on the court’s side
Both carry the rock, but I don’t do amphetamine
Nothing of the sort, I already beam
I don’t even need a beat I make my own melody
Anybody fronting, get em taught like Bellamy
The more raw guy with the sauce-like identity
I was down but I came back like the Letter V
Had to do it twice to get the W, best believe
When it comes to your life you’re the centrepiece
Third eye balance I brought to life chemically
People say the only way I’ll blow is systemically
I laugh at that hysterically
Living for the better times and my brothers ending beef
'Long as I experience there’ll never be an end to me
OM all lined up like an assembly
So choose your words wisely if you’re getting me
Yeah