[INTRO Odario] Too much drama. These MCs trying to take whats not theirs. They dont Know the deal. A yo, Spitz come here and tell them the deal [Spitz] Yo, check it out Sometimes we shine so bright its devine MCs staring at my mic have been known to go blind You got two great minds intertwined to combine An ultimate rhyme thats unmatched We attack beats that make your neck snap back And possibly the clash, no hope for a rematch Its Maxmo the dispatcher in pursuit of sucker MCs Calling for backup in case thses fools feeling lucky [Odario] Roger that dispatch Received your call got your back Head em off on the corner, peep straight and relax ? [Spitz] Hes heading right in your direction, Im in hot pursuit Oh shit! He seen me call, got shook changed his route Pseudo effects?, ran through Bar BQ Car two, you double back, Im in fullout pursuit If he thinks hes getting away, this cats sniffing glue So I flew over this fence dodging kids eatting hot dogs Sucker youre out of shape, you sucking wind like you Boss Hog Your lines got cocked back, my lines fully loaded Should have stopped writing when your brain overloaded Your head started to swell and your neck couldnt hold it Toppled head over heals to the ground, body folded Free advice, take notes but dont quote it Look me dead in the eyes and tell me that you wrote it You couldnt take the pressure and your f brain exploded [Odario] Ahhh, damn! Mad drama Jeru, scratched by DJ Hunnicut several times [Odario] Definition of a rhyming practician On timing the rendition Hold your rah, take a listen Dont stop, fix your lonely condition Watch what youre wishin Mark you proposition proposition Mood Ruff dont die, we multiply Well I, like to chillin Keep one eye... open Top billin, scoping out the villian No longer holding no we hoping and willing To make some sense, cant be rapping again Over my expense, now he running again Done in, mad ones and dreams to making the coming up Lost ones, you know they think they strong enough I come out hardlife, popo I make you wonder I bring the drama, show ya lyrical thunder Pull ya, pull pull we going under Beneath the level with me the rhyme devil devil Im well defined within my theory We cross the line the more the merry Come on with me, lets be what we gotta The MC, MC we keep it hotter [Spitz] Yeah we now infiltrate your entire being This is how we bring it live to all them pepole still believing in Ripping mics til the crowd goes deaf deaf Dropping wax, mix it up like a chef chef Body rocking til theres no moves left Innovate new styles, expect nothing less Never rest, perfectionists, none the less You got extra chips Well invest off the rest, we the next It aint a job, its a reflex Hit me with the mic and I spit text Mad Drama Jeru, scratched DJ Hunnicut
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