Niggas got me the behind the pot again, but yo The Pyrex is bubbling, the stove is broke Fuck it, use the flame from the oven, the famous dozen Bout to hit the streets, they buzzing, break it down, yo Chop it like he raided your luggage Major yellow shit in the pot, struggling Trying to form a rock up, and double it, and call up my cousin What up beloved? Stab it, tilt and twirl, spit in it Plus put a little bit of milk in, fiends love it Sat back, confident in comfort, the light blew out All I see is all white stuff, suds in it Four hundred razors in a bucket, seventy plates We thinking ten mil a man, nigga, fuck it It's on, get the baking soda, dump it How many niggas'll pump to get eighty more? Get it jumping Live by the code and we thumping Nigga take this, fuck around and taste a flake bitch, you drunk it It's all in the eyes of the hungry It's all for the wise and the humbly, the rise came upon me