Throw your hands if you're feeling the vibe
throw em up, throw em up, try feeling the sky
that's how I'm feeling inside
light the blunt, hit the streets, now I'm feeling alive

Dubz:
Early morning hit the streets get the day rolling
dutch rolled, fresh leaf and it's straight potent
take a couple hits of that then the gates open
me and Verbal in the lab making straight potion
everyday you know that's how we living now
two goons same minds come from different towns
lay the track hit the mic time to rip it now
then to the pad with the wife time to dick it down
then it's back to the wake up
job in a hustle cause I gotta get my cake up
flippin sour d and I'm trying to get my weight up
but I do it for the cream I ain't trying to get a jacob
that's why I'm vibing off this life shit
eyes on the ball waiting for the right pitch
cause my life made a slight shift
live and direct coming from the night shift

Verbal:
It's the emcee with the flavor got the style that you savor
abandon all hope who enter here no one can save ya
give you a taste I think I will
put it on your plate right in your face fresh off the grill
let me show you how the gods chill, shit is real
split the entourage and the sour always seals the deal
self medicate to numb the wounds time can't heal
The Surgeon and Dubz on the track and we're expressing our skill
what a collaboration I was gone for a minute
sorry I left you waiting, but you'll be rewarded for your patience
by the dynamic duo running the operation
the flow is infected it's presence makes you a doctors patient
the mic in my hand is proper product placement
we keeping it underground like unfinished basememnts
lyrics hit you hard like the woofer when the bass kicks
we make it real so radios don't play this

Throw your hands if you're feeling the vibe
throw em up, throw em up, try feeling the sky
that's how I'm feeling inside
light the blunt, hit the streets, now I'm feeling alive

Verbal:
We can go line for line kicking it old school

Dubz:
And you see they eyes get wide when we roll through

Verbal:
Me and Dubz represent proper like we're supposed to
show respect to the new jacks y'all cats are old news

Dubz:
And we them young gunners switching it up
blowing L's laying tracks and we ripping it up

Verbal:
Working like slaves in the lab
smoking spliffs in the cut

Dubz:
And we don't got much, but we're living it up

Verbal:
We got each others back and it's written in trust

Dubz:
Living life getting high never giving a fuck

Verbal:
Thankful for what we have and the moments of luck
making it through the hard times whenever tragedy struck

Dubz:
And we could never get down, cause we had to be up
in the lab, mixing a masterpiece up

Verbal:
Life's a gamble, keep it real never try to bluff
gotta learn to pull through when shit gets rough, one

Throw your hands if you're feeling the vibe
throw em up, throw em up, try feeling the sky
that's how I'm feeling inside
light the blunt, hit the streets, now I'm feeling alive