The Sheikh Pull up U Shake the Masjid

Ayo my nigga, pass me that axe man
Pass me the axe!
My man slips the technology
It’s hell on earth with no Prodigy
1080p, nine moving through the odyssey
Revolver like Bill Cosby, beef get prepped
I’m tryna break the bank, you tryna break the internet, no flex
I’m the king of the hill like Hank, and you ain’t
Ayo Tha God keep the Ratchet and Clank
For any unexpected enemy flank
I spill your memory bank —
On April Fools', but it wasn’t a prank
You niggas food like quality steak
You gon' need a Doc like, Warren and Eiht
Your money young like Nicki and Drake
My block jumps like Griffin and Blake, the head of state
Stomp you in the Satan’s fiery lake
My pops said «stick to the script, don’t be a blockhead»
Cops dead, shoot up your 'vic, I leave your top red
Mach said «The armor like spit, your whole block fair»
Shots spread all of your whip, blast your street cred out you
Only this evil shit could amount to
The fifth, do you like Pro Tools and bounce you, nigga
(Bounce you like Pro Tools nigga)