Too Late

Da da da dum dum it's too late Da da da dum dum it's too late [Verse One] A lot of artificial niggas gettin' mad it Phonte and 9th got the raw uncut, with no preservatives or additives So many words describe how we manage it Beautiful, glorious, fuck it, you pick an adjective Some of you beat makin' niggas sound funny to me When y'all be in the club comin' to me Playin' them garbage ass tracks but it's nothin' to me Cause me and 9th come together so wonderfully What a relief I'm sick of these youngins with beef We comin' with the live shit, really somethin' to see Two hip hop enthusiasts, crate diggin' analysts Break beat choppin' Turn table protagonists Waitin' To crush wack MCs when I see one With junior college skills, tryin' to hit a D1 Niggas kill me with superfluous schemes But y'all ain't fuckin' with the merchant of dreams It's like this and we doin' it And we doin' it And we doin' it And we doin' it yo [Hook] Da da da dum dum it's too late We got the crown, y'all can't take it back You wanna battle? It's too late for that Da da da dum dum it's too late Yo, about to watch this paper stack You wanna freestyle? It's too late for that Da da da dum dum it's too late We got the crown, y'all can't take it back You wanna battle? Hell naw, it's too late for that Da da da dum dum it's too late Yo, about to watch this paper stack You wanna freestyle? It's too late for that [Verse Two] Ayo, let me stop and say this Phonte drop the greatest rhymes to ever sit atop the play list Got barbers tellin' me that I can not be faded But y'all niggas fakin' jacks like Rob Pilatus Just stop You're not the greatest Got a B Team style Can't fuck with a nigga from the A List Quick to tell niggas on the mic to back off of it And earned an ill rep because of it You need a hit? Let me order it I got a masters in freestyle And a "hook singing" baccalaureate Cause I never back down Y'all niggas be so wack I hear your engineers laughing in the background Bawling like, "Why the fuck them niggas say that? Fuck this session, where's 9th and Phonte at?" Niggas kill me with superfluous schemes But y'all ain't fucking with the merchant of dreams It's like this and we gettin' it [Hook] We got the crown, y'all can't take it back You wanna battle? It's too late for that Da da da dum dum it's too late Da da da dum dum it's too late [Outro] [Phonte talking] Cause you get an F- for your poor performance