uh huh u know what it is
gotta go hard for them jewish kids
ape till i die, ya we bout that
think u can spot us when we ride, bitch we doubt that
i'm goin in for the colors that im reppin
blue & gold blue & gold blue & gold blue & gold
don't think they want it, we gon teach them boys a lesson
blue & gold blue & gold blue & gold blue & gold

Avant garde, you out of date like atari games
up on the stage We Keep em movin like the marta train
my windows tinted they cant see me in the turning lane
feel like Jason asher in this bitch I'm just so far away
white shirt black slacks blue tie fly kicks
aepi til I die that's that but what's this
we don't even gotta try everytime we walk on by
girlies wave and haters sigh, so priceless
and in this synthetic world filled wit 0s and 1s
its kinda nice to have somethin from the earth in my lungs
I elevate til my soul reaches the heavens above
and aint nothin in my heart but dedication and love
see life is like a ladder it don't matter where you at
as long you keep reachin for the top no fallin back
I remember when I used to spit all them foolish raps
but now I try to keep it positive up on the track

hop up on the stage, bright lights in my face
from up here the crowd seems like they miles away
for a second i thought i heard someone calling my name
maybe they were maybe they weren't, am i going insane?
i could feel my heart racing someone get me a sedative
then i started sweating from a double dose of adrenaline
its now or never, yo, sound guy, drop the beat
everybody sittin down stand up and move your feet
now make some noise if u really happy to be here
raise ur cups up to the sky and chant loud and clear
aepi til i die aepi til i die
i just wanna say how happy i am to be alive
and what an honor it is to be a part of this fraternity
bringing yiddishkeit to georgia state university
breaking down walls of anti-Semitic sentiment
we'll show the whole world that am yisroel is eminent

wake up in the morning, wash my hands and say my brochas
brew a cup of tea, and im ready for the ruckus
you fuckas, need to get ya weight up
white boy swag, and the haters still hate us
4-door altima, 5% tint
just so all u motherfuckers cant see who im rollin wit
speaking of rollin it, im still rollin up
its still a mystery the way my lungs holding up
alpha epsilon pi - or die
walk up in the club with a whole gang of isrealeites
thank god that we still here still alive
we still getting money we still dressing fly
we still breakin poor little jewish girls hearts
they keep callin even though we worlds apart
and yo i must apologize for writin treif songs
but i just spit it real talk, fuck what they on