Took his order, then I served his quarter like five nickels/Man, I’ll stay on point like icicle/Niggas can’t decode, or figure my rhyme riddles/Took my money to the source, and said “Fuck the man in the middle”
from Extradite lyrics by Freddie Gibbs
The Bob James sample adds richness and depth, making way for two champions to stretch their lyrical legs out. Gibbs goes at it from multiple angles, flexing his wordplay and storytelling abilities for all to marvel at it. Black Thought comes charging in strong and together they rip the beat to shreds. Two microphone misfits with enough bars to satisfy even the most desperate rapaholic.
