Chillin with the gods up in here, swallowing the sun with the cider
Got the 5 tongued grass in the air, wheels cruising on the road with Eliza
Let's go for a drive, in my hot top Shelby
And we moving in time, in the two seater-bass got us bumping to rhymes
Keep ya head up 2pac got us spitting his rhymes
Slower slow, now let's go faster, breezy with this writing shit hoping this ain't disaster
Cooking up my indomee squeeze some sauce on platter
Marking all of my enemies biting this shit is energy
Chillin with the gods up in here, swallowing the sun with the cider
Got the 5 tongued grass in the air, wheels cruising on the road with Eliza
Up on a cliff, looking down at the valley, I got the blood rushing up
I got the heat in the chevy, I feel my heart getting heavy
I get my mind f*ckin ready, to face 20,000 demons growling down at the valley
I got my head up, I got my shoes tied
I got my sword glowing dead white from the sunshine
I'm about to jump off, now preying at the front lines
I'm making sure they never get to see the f*ckin sunlight yuh
Chillin with the gods up in here, swallowing the sun with the cider
Got the 5 tongued grass in the air, wheels cruising on the road with Eliza