Two PM Video (MV)

Everywhere you look, everything is in the news these days
Everything! It's in the news, it's in the news
I'm so sick and tired of hearing about the news

Newsflash, come fast, come figure it out
I silence all the competition with a jab to the mouth
We ride too smooth, girl tryna be my spouse
We like who you? I ain't ever seen you around
You can't ride with us, already HOV
Like we Jay Z, on ninety-five to eighty-three
You can't be me, you tryin' and it's obvious to everyone
You bootleg ivX's act hysterical compared to one
Who rests above it
I keep improving music now you can't get enough of it
I never do it for statistics but there's no discussion
A thousand streams under a month my boy you gotta love it
Gotta love it
I feel like I'm Jardani Jovanovich way I
Kill all the bars I written
They gotta acknowledge it
Dominated the dominant
Kinda feel like I'm better than rappers toppin' the charts
'Cause while you driving up your sales I been perfecting my art

I don't like to talk a lot, me and all my homies gettin'
I might have to take you down
I don't like to talk a lot, me and all my homies gettin'
I might have to take you 'round town with the windows down
Music blarin' 'til we're hard of hearing's how we go around

Newsflash, broadcast, hear it miles around
The people say they love T(I)empo it ain't even come out
Keep up the hype
I wanna see some people lose their minds
When people realize that ivX Can create some music for anytime
Of the day, any mood, cause man I felt 'em all
I wrote a couple bangers, recorded em and I yelled 'em all
You whispering your lyrics so your mama can sleep
My mommas banging her head when I'm in my room banging beats and I made all a' these
Had a guy on Twitter tryna beef with me, (Huh) please
Your discography's emptier than your pockets
You talkin' trash need to watch it
Cause you don't wanna mess around and kick a hornet's nest
When I record of course it's death
I'm unbothered by empty words, gotta back it up
I kick back and I laugh at the thought you mad at us
Throw uppercuts to the chin 'til the fakes have had enough

I don't like to talk a lot, me and all my homies gettin'
I might have to take you down
I don't like to talk a lot, me and all my homies gettin'
I might have to take you 'round town with the windows down
Music blarin' 'til we're hard of hearing's how we go around

The morning view is beautiful like album cover Incubus
The dew on all the leaves will glisten while the birdies sing to us
Waking up at six am but really I just never slept
Gassing up my motor like an engine quirk in both my legs
Now I'm dashing faster than peregrine in a nosedive
Chasing after clouds but my passion is in my hard drive
The keys to my future are 88 black and white
And the only pad I crash in says MPC on the right side
So maybe I'm a hopeless romantic chasing the stars in space
Maybe I'm a star myself descended to the earth to save
The subjects of the Father on the planet only he creates
And makes the fate of humankind align to his reality
But actually, I'm just a kid with glossy eyes and empty tears
Empty glasses echo sadness in a room for all to hear
Respect the craft but never let respect become a hidden fear
Just revel in the magnitude and majesty

I don't like to talk a lot, me and all my homies gettin'
I might have to take you down
I don't like to talk a lot, me and all my homies gettin'
I might have to take you 'round town with the windows down
Music blarin' 'til we're hard of hearing's how we go around
I don't like to talk a lot, me and all my homies gettin'
I might have to take you down
I don't like to talk a lot, me and all my homies gettin'
I might have to take you 'round town with the windows down
Music blarin' 'til we're hard of hearing's how we go around