[Intro: havoc107]

Know what I'm saying?

Know what I'm saying?

Don't be bad

Ah

[Verse 1: havoc107]

I'm back on the track

Yo, mann, your stuff is whack

I need to really keep track

Of how many Layne's have a fridge

This song ain't have no bridge

Not one even a tad bit

Unhooked on, unhinged

Quinn trying to encourage

Grant trying to cross the bridge

He can't mess up even a smidge

Will he pass Layne's way of torturing?

No, he will not, if the rain is pourin'

This ain't Germany, Layne hates Berlin

And you'll know when we are winnin'

Think of a time when Germany won, when?

Might be wondering: "Where do we bеgin?"

East Side, of course, the fun doеsn't thin

Str8 Of Tha StreetZ, but this ain't a sin

Layne calls us, we'll be there in a min

Layne announces that he wants to go for a spin

He stole another car for us to use, and hoppin' in

Sinnin' a lot worse than this, don't think we sin

However, not all of the same can be said for Quinn

Grant bumpin' PUP, no bin

We like to come over, we very inn

O! Get it? We don't sin!

Innocent what we are, don't even let me begin

Joel, 2nd best Pastor, not in the bin

From East Side he is within

And he has been integrate

But please don't indicate

The police, we'll obliterate

Them if they even try to come over

Better get a four leaf clover

If they even attempt to come over

Then we go and hop in the Rover

Until our music is louder

The month of sins, October

I am not a devil worshipper

I support Lutheran Records

While you support Thumbnail Records

We getting close, we getting towards

Those roller coasters, yeah we're ridin'

Better Call Saul, people better be callin'

You'll be asking, "where we been?"

We been at East Side, and it's ballin'