Verse 1 – Murs and [Slug]   [Hey Murs, why you always look mad at life?]   First, fuck you for asking, ‘cause you know that ain’t right   I just refuse to be plastic for these rappers I don’t like   [Well how do you manage to stay so polite?]   Anger management techniques developed out of spite   Rather kill you with kindness than kill you in a fight   [So why you wanna punch these other rappers in their face?]   ‘Cause they fake as fuck, and a waste of space   Besides, fists, not guns, that’s a change of pace   [So who are you to judge who’s true these days?]   I been around the block, got a few dues paid   One of the few rappers left that’ll do what I say   [So is it Def Jux or the Living Legends that you’re reppin?]   Man I’m all about good music, people and progression   I got friends from different sections but the West is where I’m restin’   [Do you really think race is the reason you ain’t selling?]   What, you tryin’a piss me off and put a end to this session?   Man, you heard this is for, c’mon, next question   [Alright, alright…What was it like workin’ with Humpty Hump?]   One hell of a artist, but a fucking drunk   Though he did get the video crackin’, I won’t front   [You had a bunch of porn stars there, anything jump?]   Yeah, offered to my lap for some head just once   And I coulda got some pussy, but I was too fucked up   [After the first Felt, did you meet Christina?]   No, she never said thanks, my black ass never seen her   That’s why I moved on to my new real queen   [So what’s the definition of the 316?]   It’s my birthday fool, 316   Plus, the formula for every rap song that you sing…      Verse 2 – [Murs] and Slug   [Hey Slug, why you only make songs about women?]   Priorities man, naw, I’m kidding   I’m tryin’a build heaven while the world’s still spinnin’   [How big did you guess it would get in the beginning?]   This is still the beginning, still unraveling ribbon   The mission is to travel for as far as the vision   [Well how long do you think the success will last?]   Man for all I know, that shit already passed   It’s impossible to answer that question asked   [Then why’d Rhymesayers make a deal with Epitaph?]   We didn’t you dumbass, go read the mag   Me and Ant did one record for beats and laughs   [Anyway Sean, what happened to Spawn?]   Well things felt wrong so we both had to move on   No love gone, everyday holds a new dawn   [Business and friendship, where’s the line drawn?]   Family and friends make it past the front lawn   Business is done by the end of the last song   [Is it the caffeine, the nicotine, the milligrams of tar?]   No, it’s Selena, it’s Christina, it’s Serena in my car   It’s the thick line between being a genius and a star   [Are you rappin’, actin’, or kiddin’ a guitar?]   Man, fuck that shit I’m just sittin’ at the bar   Writing these hits about self-inflicted scars   [Are you in love with this game, completely and truly?]   From the music, to the bus, to the stage, to the groupies   I’m the same as I was back when nobody knew me   [Alright, who-is-Lucy?]   She’s the extra that gets to play the devil in my movies   She’s around, uptown, sipping a beer smoothie