[Verse One: Grouch] I'm out the gate like Seabiscuit, free with it Countless bars, others pay to see me lift it Raise It Up like Slum I made it up baby, if it's Yuk, I'm Knum Stinky, pinky, shrink me, shrunk me, done You think we kinky, me thinky...you dumb I run my mouth like the south run the radio Round the clock, I love ba** heads daily grow Backward, that's awkward, I observe One with the Earth man even if I'm on swerve Towards the bull, headed for the course To pull you in fool What pool you in? [Hook] [Scarub]: It's us again Living Legends you can tell a friend We wouldn't hurt you, let this work you as the record spins around Through the thick and thin Whenever we in 'em, we gon' win again We makin' music, you can use it to the very end [Verse Two: Murs] Yes, M.U.R.S., fresh off the Mid-City block Heard some of y'all say we really ain't hot I could give a f** less than an inner city cop Got my a** on a jet, Ipod fully stocked I'm a P.I.M.P.3 Rhyme book steady screamin' in my ear like "empty me!" Into a whole clip, until I hear it go "click, pow" Here's a sick style, s**ers tryin' to get down And don't get yo a** up until I tell you to Double L's the crew Without them initials (what?) You couldn't make a call These players couldn't ball But most importantly We couldn't do this for y'all