[Hook]:

They shootin' at the screen

Laser beams, lucid dreams

Even the wiliest fiends find theyselves losing steam

Chasing hits, Barry Bonds

Those high scores only last so long

8 bits in the cartridge, 16 in the P

Yeah, it comes with the game but ain't a damn thing free



[Verse 1]:

The kid talk about pussy like he trying to convince me

G'head dog, I see how close you and your niggas be

Self-described pretty G's with fly bitches on they tweets

But me?

I'll Delonte West your Old Earth and still keep it discreet

Duke, your whole style is wash, rinse, repeat

I bet your A&R knew he struck gold with that easy listening

Middle of the road

And to all you rapping christians on a mission, I'm happy to lighten that load

You'll stumble out the jungle twenty pounds lighter

Wild eyed like a white man after twenty days on Rikers

Tell em our pupils was red, skin black, rhyming brutal

Back of the izakaya, Sapporo tallboy with my Ramen noodle

Either I'm seeing y'alls wires or this strain is that crucial

A lot of shit old people got to say, really ain't that useful

So don't mind me youngin', do you, spread your wings

I'mma be right up on that Magnavox clappin' that thing



[Hook]:

They shootin' at the screen

Laser beams, lucid dreams

Even the wiliest fiends find theyselves losing steam

Chasing hits, Barry Bonds

Those high scores only last so long

8 bits in the cartridge, 16 in the P

Yeah, it comes with the game but ain't a damn thing free



[Verse 2]:

To everyone I loved

To everyone who fronted me drugs

To all y'all who still frontin' and fake friends who left me for dead in the mud

Salud!

May you each get exactly what you deserve

Had a speech prepared chock full of them SAT words

But on second thought, fuck it, two tears in a bucket about sums it

A tisket, a tasket

Black Robert Baden Powell, never caught without the ratchet

Grass like Wimbledon, wood racquet

Rap like a simpleton, see new tax bracket

So-called goons, turns out they schools was magnet

Masters of masquerade masked up, all the worlds a stage, director's cut

Faster blade, hunting ducks, both barrels spray

They stuttering "best of luck" on your last day

Last check cut bout 3 weeks before your health insurance fly away

Smarten up, Hulk gray or find yourself in the hole like Special K

Pimpers Paradise

Nigga my mic sounds nice and from the jump, I bet my life

Pocket collapsing, it's the recession, nobody's buying the playaction

We don't believe you like the government in Mogadishu, you need more factions



[Hook]:

They shootin' at the screen

Laser beams, lucid dreams

Even the wiliest fiends find theyselves losing steam

Chasing hits, Barry Bonds

Those high scores only last so long

8 bits in the cartridge, 16 in the P

Yeah, it comes with the game but ain't a damn thing free