EOM - FAIL lyrics

[Intro: Excerpt from Price is Right] Female contestant: "Gentlemen, do I have at least one number right?" Bob Barker: "OH - ah... Was that a horn? No number right... Not. One. Number. Right. That has never happened before, y'know!" Yeah, in fact I do know, Bob... Man, these rappers remind me of that kid that falls off the log on YouTube into the creek Check it out, uh [Hook] All we do is inhale, exhale We succeed while y'all motherf**ers fail It's as easy as breathin' for me to combine with the rhythm EOM, I'm thinkin' that it's time that we hit 'em with the.. .. The price is wrong We're thrice as good and been doin' this for twice as long We're 'bout to go skiing in Vail We succeed while y'all motherf**ers fail, FAIL [Verse 1] Ayo, I been making music ever since I was a mini tyke Since Bob Barker started rockin' skinny mikes Spent many busy nights tryna get it tight Rappers tryna give advice, but the price isn't right I heard your sh** on facebook, I didn't like It made me navigate to a different site Your rhyming is terrible, you ain't spittin' right Your timing's unbearable, man, your rhythm's white Better take that test and get that GED, sir You could still be a substitute PE teacher You will never be as capable as me and E were At thirteen You are hurting I'm a**erting my point using evidence that you provided I've come to the conclusion that you are too misguided Music ain't somethin' everyone can supply well You are an F TO THE A TO THE I, L [Hook Version 2] All we do is inhale, exhale We succeed while y'all motherf**ers fail It's as easy as breathin' for me to combine with the rhythm EOM, I'm thinkin' that it's time that we hit 'em with the.. .. The price is wrong We're thrice as good and been doin' this for twice as long We just got accepted to Yale We succeed while y'all motherf**ers fail, FAIL [Verse 2] We took a sh** where the Grammy red carpet starts So all the celebrities left our skidmarks We did the f**in' national anthem at the Superbowl with armpit farts, man We set trends... You ain't sh**, follower As a kid you were a paint-chip swallower How does lead-based fire-engine red taste? You were forced to sniff glue and were fed paste 'Til you were dumb and delirious Don't let it get you down You're just young and inexperienced I've gripped hold of a few more mic stands I spit cold like a blue Coors Light can You must've fell from the Fail Tree And hit every branch You like a fat girl ordering heavy ranch On her fried chicken salad with a diet coke When pressure's on every time you choke [Hook Version 2] All we do is inhale, exhale We succeed while y'all motherf**ers fail It's as easy as breathin' for me to put rhyme with the rhythm EOM, I'm thinkin' that it's time that we hit 'em with the.. .. The price is wrong We're thrice as good and been doin' this for twice as long Just got a million dollar check in the mail We succeed while y'all motherf**ers fail, FAIL [Hook]