Whole City Behind Us

(álbum: Under The Influence - 2011)

[Verse 1 Domo Genesis:]
Live from the city of jealous niggas and bourgie-ass bitches
Where you ain't getting love 'less you swimming that riches
Check who weather the heat and still standing in the kitchen
Caught all attention, just consider this my premonition
Back when niggas was stunting, I would just stand there and listen
Made a switch in my position, now look who you fend to mention
Approach with such a position, just looking like lounge mode
Put yourself in my shoes and you get room like clown toes
Since I been winning it's been daps and pounds, yo
And everybody wanna come creeping around so
I play it like a veteran, staying in my element
Haters are irrelevant, I'm better than I've ever been
Wolf Gang in every fucking facet that I represent
Loiter at the door to success until they let us in
Bitch, I'm in the booth mixing up the medicine
Make a mess of the track, send litter life lettermans
If I left, then I'm back, but I don't think that I ever did
Was on the road, doing shows, I was getting gella grip
Pimp hand strong on these hoes, I ain't never slipped
I be out in every fucking city that you never in

[Interlude Domo Genesis:]
Holding mine down, I won't be back until I'm very rich

[Verse 2 Tyler the Creator:]
I'm from the city of niggas that get grizz-ills and bitties
With really shitty cosmetically hit titties
It's, dope is what I been spark, second then my pen start
Bringing back that crack shit like Amy Wine's skidmarks
Now sit it in a pamper, Yonk went viral
Price up a 'Preme camper, now I got a buncha
White bitches, tour bus looking like a fucking hamper
Dick went postal now my passport is stamped up
See if white kids in fucking Europe understand him
Radical's the anthem, turn the fucking amps up
Hot shit, it's mosh pits, stage dive, crowd surf
Looking like I'm throwin fucking tantrums
Thanks to label crackers now I'm balling like it's cancer
Cause being broke is uncool, buddy, get your aunt fucked, Golf Wang
(Goblin was a disappointment) Yeah, right
Shit dropped, I bought a house that night
While you was at home leaving comments tryna pay ya bill
I was on tour making some grands, finding time to kill
Waking up in different countries saying "Yo, this is real?"
Yes it is, awesome, got another fucking check again
Crossing that mainstream border man I am such a Mexican
Now my exes be texting me up to give me neck again
But I'm too fucking busy with the rap game, 'preckin it
Evident, that I need my muthafucking medicine
But I don't spend all my fucking money on a therapist
Ever since, my fucking.. I don't wanna talk about it
No, leave me alone, I don't wanna talk about it, it's too personal