(Chorus: Slug and Murs)

I spit hot bars, I spit on cop cars

I spit game to the chicks that belong to rock stars

I got the goods from uptown to Hollywood

So what you don't like us?

Your girl probably would...

[Slug]

Havin a good day on the freeways of Los A

In Murs' El Dora' listenin to Ghostface

Well hold up, and let me smile for a minute

While I look across the sky for a limit

Come and get it, I'ma ride this rollercoaster 'til the wheels fall off

And I'ma ride your Cali Roll until my eel goes soft

[Murs]

Take a journey through the mind of a one of a kind

Self-made motherfucker that's enjoying his time

On land, on air, on mics and on sea

Let it all just be, good times on me

It's California, fool, flyest breezies in the world

And we can roll up a bleezy that'll make your toes curl

[Slug]

and it goes Puff Puff Pass

So you can kiss my ass

Oh you didn't know?

You must have missed the class

[Murs]

It's sunshine, one-time, MC's with punchlines

Hit Elements on Sunday, put it on the frontline

[Slug]

and tell em all to make some ruckus

For the fuckers in the clutches

And the soldiers in the trenches

And the wenches on the guest list

Call Heaven, tell them "Got a situation

Murs and Se7en came to breakfast

And they left with all the bacon..."

(Chorus 2X)

[Murs]

We be the first dudes putting treasure over beats

Every measure be complete to make sure it's buried deep

Locked in your memory to provide a safe keep

So even if you diggin' what another rapper sayin

He can't break the seal so our music keeps playin

Living Legends, Rhymesayin so I know yall been waitin

So I open up the gate and, Slug made his way in

And we pimp this production as a present for the patients

[Slug]

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