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
Reply to the E-vite. 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
