Chip off the ol'
Block of the hip of the ol' hop
We seemingly won't stop
The cream of the ol' crop
We on top. Don't act
Like you don't already know
It's Dux and Hughdem
Still bussin' a heavy flow
In ya stereo. Ready
Steady, go. Got the
Green light
To make a beeline straight
For the revive
And I ain't even saying
We died. But in the meantime
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See what it really be like, cos
Yeah we be bussin'
Out all types of moves
See us sliding through
The slightest ripples
In the Vinyl grooves
Spit a rhyme or two
Ignite the booth cos
I'm the type of dude
To rip a guy in two
Cos I ain't human
Nah and neither's Hugh
Two Stone cold \"Loco-sapiens\"
Sending heat through
Your speakers
And your phono cables
Up on a beat, doing features
And we show no failing
Cos I'm a freak
When I speak
And I won't go graciously
What, you thought we were done?
(Hell nah hell nah)
What, you thought we were done?
(Hell nah hell nah)
What, you thought we would run?
(Hell nah hell nah)
Hell nah, still here
And there's more to be done
What you thought that was it?
(Hell nah hell nah)
What you thought that was it?
(Hell nah hell nah)
What you thought we would quit?
(Hell nah hell nah)
Hell nah, what you saying?
We were born for this shit
The team is back
I can hear the screams and claps
They all ask where we been
On the scene and that
Respawn. And we back
With the heat for 'em
Safe to any brothers
That were keeping the seats warm
90's kids rock it timelessly
We just tryna tell a story
With the sights we see
Yo I ain't never giving up
The fight in me
And I'll only bow down
When they knighting me
Ignite the beat
They said our heads
By the eight planets
Say we got brain damage;
Need straight jackets
We stay flying ain't
Trying to break habits
On the same passage
You'll never see the plane vanish
Can't stop, it's the one life
Two hour bus rides to rock shows
With bust mics
I guess that's
How the story begun but no rest
Best believe we're victorious ones
What, you thought we were done?
(Hell nah hell nah)
What, you thought we were done?
(Hell nah hell nah)
What, you thought we would run?
(Hell nah hell nah)
Hell nah, still here
And there's more to be done
What you thought that was it?
(Hell nah hell nah)
What you thought that was it?
(Hell nah hell nah)
What you thought we would quit?
(Hell nah hell nah)
Hell nah, what you saying?
We were born for this shit
It's Dux and Hughdem
Who slew with two pens
We proving new gens
Still do produce gems
Hughdem and dux
Yo the crew never lose
We the dudes wrecking booths
With the smooth record grooves
Smooth record grooves
Yo thats some vintage right there
Bruise hella tunes
Like a kick and a tight snare
So try dare us to go all out
Four years, ain't switch gears
Boy we won't fall down (Oh)
So Don't underestimate
Cos we never been
No one to hesitate
And yeah you kids better learn
To respect the greats
Cos we always gotta show up
And wreck the stage
Gather round
Listen as we
Kick off your evening
Got straight bangers
That'll rip off your ceiling
Still got the feeling
Hip hop we're breathing
Ain't going nowhere
We're not retreating
What, you thought we were done?
(Hell nah hell nah)
What, you thought we were done?
(Hell nah hell nah)
What, you thought we would run?
(Hell nah hell nah)
Hell nah, still here
And there's more to be done
What you thought that was it?
(Hell nah hell nah)
What you thought that was it?
(Hell nah hell nah)
What you thought we would quit?
(Hell nah hell nah)
Hell nah, what you saying?
We were born for this shit
