Guess Prefontaine:

Efftupp calm as fuck like it’s sedatives
spittin’ Talkward jargon rockin’ out with heavy Minalkid
I’m getting loose with my orange juice, tastes great
Hyphon on that cranberry, drinkin’ at a steady pace
so many ladies so I’m hopin’ to get face time
what’s in store? Imma score straight drivin’ down the baseline
hard in the paint, in the clouds on a half eighth
I get it in, don’t give a fuck if her titties fake
back to the pad real fast tell her I rap
I’ll be wrappin somethin’ ‘cause she touchin’ like an iPad
I’m not mad but she’s way too into me
she’s talkin’ bout forever and how she’s never leavin’ me
uh oh she’s diagnosed as stage five clinger
I got some plans tomorrow I’m not takin’ her to dinner
thought she was a winner but instead she’s just annoying
she’s workin’ for my dick but as of now I’m not employing

Guess Prefontaine/Chorus:

party up, with AE crew
you can hold it down, well we can too
the night's young, get crazy ‘til the sun's up
bottom's up, here's to hoping morning's not too rough

Efftupp:

take me to another place
fuck that shit, man, I'm low on dough
one for the Wu-Tea, shit really blew me
can't see straight, got a couple to go
the foul mouthed fiend be licking them shots clean
when I'm not making art, I'm destroying my offspring
out with the dudes? no I'm out of my head now
a night staying sober means my liver feels left out

Th Mnmlst:

sippin on the whiskey call me old man mnml
call me a motherfucker I call myself cynical
wondering where I left efftupp, effed up, kinda faded,
dollar in the jukebox wondering who the hell played this,
beards boards and fixees cause we grindin on the daily,
the wheels are always turning knowing this could never fail me,
AE forty night it’s getting kinda crazy,
switchin’ it to beast mode cause the crew is never lazy

Talk-O-Destiny/Chorus:

party up, with AE crew
you can hold it down, well we can too
the night's young, get crazy ‘til the sun's up
bottom's up, here's to hoping morning's not too rough

Hyphon:

I keep a steady pace but I'm speeding
pineapple spiked to the taste of my semen (cumquat)
it's a lady I got, she's keeping a secret
she's behind curtains you never seen it
beat it riff raff ‘til the drums up and kick back
relax, me cat, knee caps stay on the speed fast
heed that, Talko on the weed sack, mic life feedback
out with the league men, you see a freak cast

Talk-O-Destiny:

yup ... I'ma come creepin’ on ya
first you notice me, then the smell of marijuana
within seconds, I already got a read
I can see she wanna leave, I can smell that tell
maybe it’s the other way around but oh well
I'm drunk as shit, yo she's fine as hell, caveman style
start a fire to get her on my bone
so I can tell Minimal I don't need a ride home

credits
from VV, track released 05 May 2012