Tap Water Video (MV)

Damn, aight man
I didn't think I was actually gonna, gonna do this year, good luck

8ch you met me in Hialeah when I bought your CD and bumped it
When I was living on 88th you was out somewhere getting dusted
I know your memory is messed up but please stop making assumptions
I was gonna discuss it with you on Twitch but you canceled on some f*ck shit
As far as Kendall goes, salute to Crazy Hood, Dub P, and Idee4
You don't have a car, how the f*ck can you provide a tour
20 years you've been sitting in the passenger seat to spit in cyphers
Yeah, you've been a rider
Guess the H in your name stands for hitchhiker
Writing this little verse about you, it was never on my checklist
But after the Illiterat days you've been talking reckless
There might've been a hip-hop event at some point in Kendall but shit, I can't remember it
You had to rap somewhere in Hialeah to be respected
I'm not here to just rebuttal some shit that you said
You just had a hernia, give it a rest
Thought you could carry Kendall on your back but you must've forgotten to lift with your legs
You should go for a run, like H2O
Let me think of a joke, okay here I go
I'm just playin', your name is dope
Can't say your aging gracefully though
If your apartment has a sliding glass door it's real easy to break into those
And that's like every complex in Kendall homie, just saying yo
Meanwhile houses in Hialeah have tall gates with gold lions
The bitches are badder, there's no bias
You got a Seven Star, we got an Orion
And under everyone's belt they tote iron
Matter of fact, you had a job in Hialeah once too, right
Shit, guess in Kendall no one's hiring
You're throwing rocks in a glass house, I sling shot it to Goliath
Should tighten your flow, you're no giant
Caveman Bless and 8ch2o might look alike but my flow is fire, get it?
Damn, it's so one-sided
I rep Kendall and Hialeah coincided
Or pick heads or tails and let a coin decide it, f*ck it
Argue all you want, from here you're looking like crabs inside a bucket
Ayo, Shakespeare, this guy's a puppet
I made this beat, you like the trumpet?
Think I still have your CD, I might bump it
If it was 'O5 or something
Don't mean to be rude, Rudy, I love ya
I got the top two albums of the year
Lets see what you got, hope it doesn't get uglier
Than those arms of yours and just a t-shirt
My road is too foggy, the future is unclear
Take you back to the water bottle full of rum years
Remind you of all that I've done there
It's funny how I started buzzing right when I disappeared
Call me whenever you write something, I'd love to hear it
Oh, two things, Time Away, I Was Here
Holy shit
Alright, Art Morera

There's no trumpet in this beat, by the way
But whatever