Get the bag, kill the track
Smoke the pack
Six Three One we getting thatIt′s the Neighborhood Reign yo
Ayo Micken. What? Go get that
I get the bag
I know you mad
Pockets tripping from the gas
I been killing instruments
Causing incidents, drinking stimulants
Fuck all ya innocents im getting cash
I'm taking the stash I heard ya shit it was trash
I′ll be back in a flash
With a dope instrumental that can make you go
Mentally insane cuz it's stuck in ya brain
You can't complain though
You wrote a dope verse to the beat
Now you living like the Martins
Cause your life is so sweet
Get the bag, kill the track
Smoke the pack
Six Three One we getting that
It′s the Neighborhood Reign yo
Ayo Yoda go get that. Yodas back
I ingest this Red Bull To press hard on this pen til
I unload all these rhymes crammed up in my mental
Legendary lyrical limericks spill on to the stencil
Spittin paitin pictures now fuck that′s mental
Artist so intense and technical
It has to be perfection whole
I run rampant on another level
Til I top my goals tenfold
Fuck I deserve a bank roll
I just wanna be a staple
Who's able, to do what I love
And put food on the table
Make Shed Records the number one independent label
Hope they play Yoda.s songs long after my graves full
And the culture grateful
That the KMC came with great skill
With a distinct instinct to straight kill
A microphone with love or rage at will
Cause if there′s a will there's a way
And I must say
I′m Hal Jordan dawg got will for days
I can kill a beat more ways
Then your groupies can fornicate
I just need about four jays
A cool place to take them to the face
Stoned with grace so I'm on pace
And that′s how I move not only the crowd
But this whole damn place
Move the crowd like no one else
I smack my chest they beat themselves
Harry Potter I cast a spell
Then banish your ass to Azkaban
Have your ass fucked by an elf
Understand I'm the chosen one
I throw these flows for fun
Like Peter Griffin does with grenades hon
My thoughts create an explosion
It's the Six Three One shogun
The greatest showman
KMC cranium contaminated with capable cadences
Complete circle full of creative acquaintances
Neighborhood appreciates your patience
Shout to Micken for allowing me to slay this
Making me understand I′m supposed to be famous
And I ain′t supposed to be doing
A damn thing else that ain't this
Cause I′m on pace to be the one of the greatest
Get the bag, kill the track
Smoke the pack
Six Three One we getting that
It's the Neighborhood Reign yo
Ayo Worm go get that
Getting the bag
Give me time to brag
Cuz we spending it fast
Young white kid
In my basketball jersey
Got a plan got a vision
Breaking banks fuckin skanks
With the neighborhood crew
Every time you snooze
I gain another dollar
Like I′m taking from your pocket
Cuz we is the truth
Rip your heart your soul
Right of yous
No blues but I got a clue
Go check your bottom dollar
Shut up bout them pockets
Cuz we step over you
Oooohhhh
My franklins be blue
Fuckin that bitch in the back of the stu
She's with you
Nah I don′t think so
Pull these hoes
Like I'm shooting free throws
With this sweet flow
You know they loving the swagger
Of the three young legends
Just making it happen
We tryna live the dream yo
Hit casinos Mack freak hoes
I'm a need me a boat
Cause my diamonds can′t float
That is the goal
Rinaldo kind of success
Being the best in this craft
We peruse
Mo money mo issues
Then you ain′t got a clue
Cause we coming for the bag mother fucker
Ha ha ha ha, he's just creative
