Yeah

Scoop DeVille

Jonwayne

Digital Diamonds business

Blat

I was in high school

Playing the game

These cards were business ones

Teachers looking at me like

I thought I couldn't give a f**k

What they didn't know

Is that I didn't show them

My potential it was frozen

'til I sliced 'em like a shogun

Ugh

This is the art

Words on point like a blowdart

If you've never heard of this bastard

Then you don't know bars

Passed out the diss

Like I handed out the d**k

Mix the beats so hard

That they were damaging your whip

I went to college for a year and a half

With no credits

I just went to rehearse the verses

And bare edits

I was working at Gamestop

And drove up to LA

To get a five spot

After closing up shop

These hipsters calling me hipster

It's getting old makes me sick

Man you couldn't get more punk

With extra holes in your d**k

I don't give a f**k about you

Or the rules of your clique

I'd be willing to bet and lose

At the drop of this s**t

It's a long time coming

If you don't recognize

The hustle and the wish and dream

Then pay no attention

If you can't see me musically

Then pay no attention

If you can't understand the movement

Then pay no attention