It's On

[Verse 1: Dumbfoundead] A legend in the making, straight record-breakin' Tremors in your area, rap's Kevin Bacon Elation, got the whole globe goin' apeshit Cookin' in my kitchin - Stirrin' up my cake mix Went from the 8-Bit to Avatar money 3-D in your face, put your glasses on sonny Never been the same since I saw my first hundred Usain Bolt-ed and I've never stopped runnin' Always been broke - Fuck an economic crisis People in my neighborhood never owned nice shit I'm'a be the first to be a boss, call me bison The drive of a racecar, before I had a license I've earned respect from the people you respect You would've thought it was Aretha in the flesh Been payin' dues, we ain't equally in debt I've learned from the best, the top teachers in the West [Hook] (It's on) The fire's been lit, the drive is sick We climbin' non-stop to the top, as high as it gets (It's on) And once it's on there's no off switch All of the homies lookin' at me like I've lost it (It's on) Watch all hell break loose I put it on my Mom that I will break through (It's on) And when it's on it's on It's the Wax and Dumbfoundead phenomenon [Break] [Verse 2: Wax] I be that raw rhyme bastard, multi-tasker Sing, rap, and hustle doin' it all while plastered The raw file captured and mixed and mastered by my damn self While y'all demand help like a damn elf Tryna reach the top shelf in the kitchen We done slaughtered to wilt the competition Me and Dumb revolve for the wealth of composition That felt the opposition like your father givin' you an ass-woopin' But I'm way past spittin' these days On to the gettin' cheese phase I ain't mastered it yet, the cash or the checks Still ain't enough for livin' And I need more paper like I'm purchasin' from Dunder Mifflin I don't know what the fuck you sniffin' - But if you dummies think you fuckin' with me you fuckin' trippin' Y'all ain't bringin' nothing different to the table where I feast at Should have been discarded in the grease trap, ease back [Hook] [Outro] Big Wax and Dumb will keep movin' Cause we've never been for settlin' for losin' We're ahead of the pack while y'all dead in the back Cause y'all wack motherfuckers stay snoozin' Fast-forward while y'all in slow motion We got the pedal to the metal y'all coastin' So keep the champagne chilly Cause we 'bout to do the damn thing 'Till we at the finish line, toastin' [Dumbfoundead] Adrenaline rush, never lettin' the dust settle Levels ahead of you busters smokin' like Burt Reynolds [Wax] All you see is dirt pebbles and sand hittin' your windshield 'Till you lose control, and skid into the in-field [Dumbfoundead] Skin peeled back from the G-Forces, be cautious Reachin' speeds that make you feel nauseous [Wax] Exhausted by this race, you lost it by a landslide We taste victory - Y'all swallow your damn pride [Outro]