I remember I walked into the room and thought,
wow.
What is this sound that's so deep and penetrates my body?
I've never heard a voice like it before.
The speakers were kicking out this deep,
deep bass.
That's how I would describe it.
Some of the characters slamming hard.
That's right.
I feel the energy rush.
That's right.
Energy.
Feel the energy rush.
That's right.
Yeah, Spider-Man is freezing full of fat.
Um, you ready, Ron?
I'm ready.
You ready, Dave?
I'm ready, Snake.
Are you?
Breakdown.
Look,
I see a ting that I touched told me about talking sage,
gotta tell her don't force it.
Beef man pepper and salt it,
me and RJ gotta pull up no talking trap.
You ain't got a rap to your name,
my bro Rick Lane,
we don't know about shortage.
Rent,
oh, I never insured it.
M25, got a whip that pop.
Manpride, beef, my doggy.
Ward on ting, house come for a party.
My little n***a can't lose that cash.
I drop YG through it like Pallani.
I don't rock Gucci or Armani.
SP from Esquiaguan.
Squash that beef, black fruit and barley.
Still got one flat star like Qani.
Three-car bomb boy and his son.
My mom got me two whips with youngin'.
Shoulda made Chiné,
bold on something,
but it never would've.
Some
of the trucks are slammin' hard.