Lyrics It's Us - Styles of Beyond

It's us,
The one and only,
Out the valley, your homie,
Your pal from cali'
Reppin' it proud, clown
You know me, the shit?
I put it down sick,
Super ridiculous,
Group full of nuclear physicists,
Stupid, you know what it is,
I'm on a mission on whatever you call it,
The biggest topic out west
Since the death of Christopher Wallace,
From all the pressure to pain,
One question remains,
Who got the juice now?
Us,
Remember the name,
Styles, but of course,
Dirt, paw, hunger, force,
Loud like the color orange,
CLAP like a thunderstorm,
POW, young son of war,
Nice you doubt me,
Hot up the mic,
Like warm summer nights in Maui
No,
More like the middle of the motherfuckin Mojave,
Drinkin' a pot of coffee while you rocking a coat,
Oh,
Now you gotta jump on the bus,
The bandwagon is through,
Now lemme see your hands up for the crew,
It's us,
The one two punch of Ryu and Tak,
It's us,
So let's get drunk, I'll buy you a shot,
It's us,
The one two flow with flash and pizazz,
Who else, Y'know my crew with the smash on dat ass,
It's us,
The one two punch of Ryu and Tak,
It's us,
So let's get drunk, I'll buy you a shot,
It's us,
The one two flow with flash and pizazz,
Who else, Y'know my crew with the smash on dat ass,
See I don't stop at the hill,
I found my balance in every challenge,
And rocking it still,
Took advantage, don't wanna handle it,
I'm locked in a feel,
When I feel like plotting to kill,
What do I gotta do to get noticed

(I tried)