Let’s Go

[Intro]
Let's go, let's go (yo)
Let's go (this right here...), let's go (is gonna fuck you up)

[Verse 1]
Now who da fuck are you to chuck a deuce up?
You’d be lyin’ if you implyin’ that I give two fucks
What’s ya price? ‘Cause you like a Dyson the way that you suck
If you like scrubs then I’m a loofah; kamasutra
Mama used to pray this was a phase
And haters gonna say they wish I stayed in 7th grade
But Frazer been so patient gettin’ greater with his age
Incapable of makin’ a mistake and innovative
Perfection incarnate, excessively honest
You settle for dog shit; I’m preppin’ to conquer
Irrelevant artist? I’m just the opposite
They said I’m a prophet collectin’ a profit
Where’s my helicopter? I’m finna take off
And drop so much heat you think it’s napalm
Leavin’ no exit to escape from; damn, I feel great son
I ain’t even finished, this is take one - uh

[Hook]
Let's go, let's go
Let's go (uh huh) let's go

[Verse 2]
I took a hiatus to evolve into another -
Compilation of traits that God ain’t even -
Able to vibrate with; I came to annihilate -
Every common denominator ‘cause all of you sound basic
Caught up in negative energy
Hell, I was stuck in the middle like "LMNOP"
Well, it don’t matter the battle I’m always finna pre-
Vail; takin’ over the game, no “Documentary”
Tell me I’m wrong and prepare to get autocorrected
Doin’ this shit longer than all those expected
Can’t wait for the day I call those professors
And tell ‘em that I’m makin’ more than all ‘em collected
I keep it movin’ like inertia
Finna be the first to kill it on a verse and –
Fuck up every person when they hear the sick drop
Fuck what you thought, homie, this how I do Hip-Hop, bitch

[Hook]
Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go

[Verse 3]
I used to be self-conscious ‘til my conscience -
Said “Fuck that nonsense, you’re a Godsend”
And it’s not very often you come across some-
One who sicker than hospitals and spit all the time quicker than -
Thompsons, irresponsibly gettin’ involved –
With the rotten posse charged with an assault -
Versus the awful bosses up in Washington
I am a monster chock full of testosterone
Don’t let the cops come in; damn, I’m in handcuffs
But I’ll get away before they read me my Mirandas
And they’ll never find me because I be like a phantom
Why you like a hamster? Please get off my damn nuts
Even Santa ain’t got a sack like mine
Even Tony Hawk couldn’t jack my grind
So give me a bow while I wrap my mind -
Around the fact that I finally am at my prime, yea that sound nice

[Hook]
Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go (uh, yea that sound nice)
Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go (fuck these LA Rappers)

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