Liner Notes

[Part I]

[Intro: Robotic Voice & Nick XL]
D0ny
Too rude, gotta get along
Money lookin' too few, gotta get it long
Mama, I love you too, put you in the song

[Verse 1: Nick XL]
I thought I could change the world with a Samson condenser
Ready at arms, any moment I could dance with contenders
I wouldn't call my clique a clique, just a pack of pretenders
That got good at this shit, now I be jackin' the vendors (run it)
Now me and O.K. are okay, so I'ma take this boquet
To Barbara Gordon's house and tell a joke that leave a bokeh
Shout out to SeanRy, don't always see eye to eye
But that motherfucker can cook a dish that make the crowd cry
It's been me and you and Drew against the world, homie
And I wouldn't trade you dudes for the world, homie
And Crunk Money, shit, forgive for me the dead name (my bad)
But that's the fuckin' best name, I see why the set changed
But shit, homie, really, you surpassed us already
If I wasn't so fuckin' proud then I'd be massively petty
But I ain't tryna get too quick with it and crack the confetti
I'm still tryna cop me a bag that pack the back of the Chevy
Thats why I'm-

[Hook: Nick XL]
Too rude, gotta get along
Money lookin' too few, gotta get it long
Mama, I love you too, put you in the song
When there's nothin to do, gonna get it wrong
(Get it wrong)

[Verse 2: Nick XL]
Shout out to Martian, this shit harder than nails
You heard me back at the apartment tryna barter a grail
And you never said I was garbage even though that I was
You seemed to know it's how I astral jumped out of the slums
Shout out to Kovin Kest the best, I hold no ill will
That shit we crafted was Eddie Munster in Kill Bill
People drift apart, and that's a part of the process
But I'll give you a part if I go martyr Apostolus (Boom!)
I ain't givin' flowers to the dirt when it's cold
But its still fuck The Jokerr, he old! (hahaha)
And I was never one the types that really do what they told
Shit I'm the type to take the glass and cold infuse it with gold (Mm)
Cause I surround myself with people that's smarter
That's why I'm leanin' on the whip like on the cover of Carter
I'll turn a pussy to the crow for any one of my folks
Then pull up on you, pointing, laughing at your ass cause you broke
I'm just-

[Hook: Nick XL]
Too rude, gotta get along
Money lookin' too few, gotta get it long
Mama, I love you too, put you in the song
When there's nothin' to do, gonna get it wrong
(Get it wrong)

[Outro: Nick XL]
Too rude, gotta get along
Money lookin' too few, gotta get it long
Mama, I love you too, put you in the song

[Part II]

[Intro: Sample]
"I am the crazy bastard
That will walk that aisle like Frankenstein on PCP
And melt everything in my path"

[Verse 1: Nick XL]
Bitch, don't make me leave the house with my slippers on
I will fuckin' get you gone, I'm not the tree to piss upon
I'm mad selfish, don't ever get my writtens wrong
In fact don't even spit it with me, this ain't fuckin' sing-along
There will be signs when I start making some figures
I'll buy a rubber, ask the pharma if it makes it look bigger
A deadly agent in your brain like it's liquor
And shit, the parents don't advise the kids, they pay for the sticker
So I hit the black ice, slid a bit and jackknifed
Did a flip, little bitch, I'm that nice
And I'm over totin' guns, I think I'ma pack knives
(Wicka-wicka) scratch heads, like you had lice

[Refrain: Nick XL]
Knock 'em out the box, Nick
Knock 'em out, Nick
Knock 'em- knock 'em- knock 'em- knock 'em-
Knock 'em out, Nick

[Verse 2: Nick XL]
Goddamn, bitch, I'm fabulous
And I'm cocking a shotty, I'm gettin' scandalous
I just hope these bitches can cope with the fuckin' damages
When I take off these bandages, young Boris, I'm baggin' this
Fine dime piece, a dime a piece is what I charge a feat
So if you wanna fire start, you'll have to start a fire, cease
Investigations quick, because I'm crackin' the code
Regressing activism rap to fuckin' smackin' the pope
And that's the way of XL, back in a tuxedo
Like a young Jackie Chan, smackin' to stack c-notes
Im that evil extracted from a needle
And injected in the heart of a minotaur for the sequel teaser
Me and your wife don't really click but I'm still pleased to meet her
I treat my demons like a geezer, I leave it to beaver
Shit, my freudian slipped
I hit a note and pull your collar like accordion, 6
Plus 6 plus 6 is the shit that I be on
Only person that deserves to die more than me, Elon
Type of time to have the mind to turn a jefe to peon
I'ma crawl in Musk trunk to bust a cap then I be gone
I'm thinkin' devilish thoughts
If you look under the tongue, there's a delicate moth
When they're sending me off, I'll look to the hen in the cloth
And say 'I only joined the cult to get some felonies off!'