[Chorus] Oh noh Hai mahn Not soh Look at all these people 'round Why you wanna have this talk Why uSase daar? How you think the Empire soft? All these other rappers talking they be t**ng ka molomu [Hook] Ooooo he,eh Hai no man never Hai fok, I think i needa clip a n***a (x4) [Verse 2: The Homie Teez] Ohhh Noh Cool out skatlo bora You ain't 'really bout the cash and yo b**hes look like horror You weren't there You ain't really know 'them n***as of the Hof 'bout Errthing perfect like a ghetto girly in gusha You wishin you were the culprit when rookie had k**ed the master You had jays while i was rockig lokshin culture who's the gangsta While Jigga was kissing Bey, Kanye was macking Kim I been limping up Watch The Throne Homie Teez might be king Cause growing up we ain't have much The struggle been hella lit So blowing up sitting on my mind And im feeding off of that sh** s**in it in like a leach And draining the life it needs I can never neglect the beating heart Inside o' The Homie Teez Running the city, the jungle it breathes A beast inside me No sleep For mice who ran the streets Eating the dusty trail Approaching the cheese Please Refrain from talking sh** We weren't taught no co-existance growing up, we learnt the real Meaning of independence That's why we never gangsters until we intimidated Neutralise every target even just the affiliated Oh you funny? You a jester? Buff your chest Learn the basics This the Hof, the Holy mecca Pop a cap up if you pagan I got homies with heaters Degrees that could melt Satan You farting aginst the thunder if you come here unprotected 'ss what i told yo girl How the f** she come without equipment I smack it down raw, you Cena Attitude Adjusted [Chorus] Oh noh Hai mahn Not soh Look at all these people 'round Why you wanna have this talk Why uSase daar? How you think the Empire soft? All these other rappers talking they be t**ng ka molomu [Hook] Ooooo he,eh Hai no man never Hai fok, I think i needa clip a n***a (x4)