One, two, three kick it Hey yo Dre what's going on man what's going on Hey what'cha all gonna do for this last record No tell what'cha all gonna do Ok you want me to do the intro alright Parental discretion is advised for the moment While I'm getting

Yeah, we’re alright though She’s kinda hot though We are the kings and the queens of the new broken scene Yeah, she’s kinda hot though (One, two, three, four) They say we’re losers and we’re alright with that We are the leaders of the not coming back’s

Niggas are in a state of emergency The death side, mirror damage of where we are today The life side a vision of where we need to go So sign your death certificate Fuck all, y'all Lisa got him Alright, on three, one, two, three Come on brothers we gotta