Sulfur:
awww man good lookin, tryin to see clearer
wakin up, starin at myself in the mirror
well, what can i say, it feels good to be me
the secret's in the number of fucks i give you see
and you can't count 'em , but it won't take long
i keep about as cool as superman does strong
It ain't long, cheech and chong , blaze the beat
until everybody knows my name out in the streets
like, (((whaddup sulfur, how you doin today?)))
so good the bums went bought me E&J
with a kind of sway, a little drunk for lunch time
good thing keepin awesome is my grind
and i'm half a mind to give you my two cents
a penny for your thoughts, both of mine are get bent
i meant, at least if you on some other team
cause mine like freddy, yours just a dream

Chorus:
[Incredibly baller xylophone solo]

kHill:
Hey, whaddup ya'll
yeah, that's right we're back
with a bunch of padlocks in their own individual sacks
a bunch of jaws to crack
live, it's dr. khill
snare snaps and face slaps
bout to get real ill
interviewers asking when we'd do new tracks
already told you motherfuckers we would be right back
we had some shit to do
it's just a matter a time
since like 2011 on that diamond mine grind
I step through the fog, the motherfucking boss hog
struggling just to walk because of the sheer weight of my balls
fuck all of the pigs all across the nation
kids asking me for beats but can't provide renumeration
that means they can't pay me
in case you didn't know
original thoughtcriminals with that golden glow
12 herb rotisserie flow
leave you sucker motherfuckers standing there
looking silly in your jordash like 'oh no.'