"REPRESENT"
-HOOK-
Yo, represent my cities, got the fans out now
Spit my rhymes so gritty and I stand out now
Got the Yay to the Needle in command right now
So my Filipino people, throw your hands out now (yeah)
My city got the fans out now
Spit my rhymes so gritty and I stand out now
Got the Yay to the Needle in command right now
So my Filipino people, throw your hands out now
-VERSE ONE-
Yo, Reggie Bryce in the building and I come with no guardsmen
I do what I'm skilled in, throw your cards in
I breathe like a sniper with the eyes of an arson
Strike like a viper with precisions of a marksman
I'm deliberate, so pardon my French
You're rapping all this gibberish for dollars and cents
I speak with no limit and I'm ill when I vent
A hundred words a minute and I'll still make sense (uh)
I'm focused on my growth and I'm past a forty ounce
I got my own home and a retirement account
You're still in the hood that you proudly announce
I live in a town a GPS can't pronounce
Odds are on me when you open that bet book
Fake MC’s always giving me that test look
You're fronting and you're far from the best crook
You talking about gunning, but you shoot like Westbrook (bang)
I'm done trying to make that club hit
I'd rather make a song that can reach and uplift (yeah)
This sport, so many throw petty fits
Haters won't support until it finds a way it benefits (uh)
This is deadly shit, so bring your guys in
My shits so real, it can bring the flies in
On the mountain top, yo, your lyrical wiseman
And I can make you freeze, have you stand like the Heisman
-HOOK-
Yo, represent my cities, got the fans out now
Spit my rhymes so gritty and I stand out now
Got the Yay to the Needle in command right now
So my Filipino people, throw your hands out now (yeah)
My city got the fans out now
Spit my rhymes so gritty and I stand out now
Got the Yay to the Needle in command right now
So my Filipino people, throw your hands out now
-VERSE TWO-
Yo, I flow to this beat while I'm dropping the right words
I kill sixteens, you ain't stopping this mic nerd
Now I'm back, unlocking some nice work
'Cause last year was the tip of my iceberg (yeah)
Hear me out, be content with what you got
I hear some dope rappers in today's hip hop
Sing a whole album, ya'll gotta stop
'Cause ya'll want to be somebody you're not
We worked to our level, so we took no passes
Foot to the pedal, so grab your glasses
We're set and we bring it to the masses
Got our own shit without kissing any asses (uh)
Cannibalistic when I rip and I speak
I'm sick and I spit like a freak
I'm chucking nonstop on instrumentals I eat
Jeffery Dahmer got nothing on how I body these beats (yee)
Born and raised in a place called Cali, yo
A's and the Warriors, I grew up in the Valley Joe
At sixteen, moved north with my saddle
Added M's and the Hawks 'cause I'm now in Seattle (let's go)
On the mic, automatically king
Plus I stay on sight, a mechanical swing (come on)
I bring a rush, I dramatically sting
And I can't be touched like dancing tinkling
-HOOK-
Yo, represent my cities, got the fans out now
Spit my rhymes so gritty and I stand out now
Got the Yay to the Needle in command right now
So my Filipino people, throw your hands out now (yeah)
My city got the fans out now
Spit my rhymes so gritty and I stand out now
Got the Yay to the Needle in command right now
So my Filipino people, throw your hands out now
-HOOK-
Yo, represent my cities, got the fans out now
Spit my rhymes so gritty and I stand out now
Got the Yay to the Needle in command right now
So my Filipino people, throw your hands out now (yeah)
My city got the fans out now
Spit my rhymes so gritty and I stand out now
Got the Yay to the Needle in command right now
So my Filipino people, throw your hands out now
-VERSE ONE-
Yo, Reggie Bryce in the building and I come with no guardsmen
I do what I'm skilled in, throw your cards in
I breathe like a sniper with the eyes of an arson
Strike like a viper with precisions of a marksman
I'm deliberate, so pardon my French
You're rapping all this gibberish for dollars and cents
I speak with no limit and I'm ill when I vent
A hundred words a minute and I'll still make sense (uh)
I'm focused on my growth and I'm past a forty ounce
I got my own home and a retirement account
You're still in the hood that you proudly announce
I live in a town a GPS can't pronounce
Odds are on me when you open that bet book
Fake MC’s always giving me that test look
You're fronting and you're far from the best crook
You talking about gunning, but you shoot like Westbrook (bang)
I'm done trying to make that club hit
I'd rather make a song that can reach and uplift (yeah)
This sport, so many throw petty fits
Haters won't support until it finds a way it benefits (uh)
This is deadly shit, so bring your guys in
My shits so real, it can bring the flies in
On the mountain top, yo, your lyrical wiseman
And I can make you freeze, have you stand like the Heisman
-HOOK-
Yo, represent my cities, got the fans out now
Spit my rhymes so gritty and I stand out now
Got the Yay to the Needle in command right now
So my Filipino people, throw your hands out now (yeah)
My city got the fans out now
Spit my rhymes so gritty and I stand out now
Got the Yay to the Needle in command right now
So my Filipino people, throw your hands out now
-VERSE TWO-
Yo, I flow to this beat while I'm dropping the right words
I kill sixteens, you ain't stopping this mic nerd
Now I'm back, unlocking some nice work
'Cause last year was the tip of my iceberg (yeah)
Hear me out, be content with what you got
I hear some dope rappers in today's hip hop
Sing a whole album, ya'll gotta stop
'Cause ya'll want to be somebody you're not
We worked to our level, so we took no passes
Foot to the pedal, so grab your glasses
We're set and we bring it to the masses
Got our own shit without kissing any asses (uh)
Cannibalistic when I rip and I speak
I'm sick and I spit like a freak
I'm chucking nonstop on instrumentals I eat
Jeffery Dahmer got nothing on how I body these beats (yee)
Born and raised in a place called Cali, yo
A's and the Warriors, I grew up in the Valley Joe
At sixteen, moved north with my saddle
Added M's and the Hawks 'cause I'm now in Seattle (let's go)
On the mic, automatically king
Plus I stay on sight, a mechanical swing (come on)
I bring a rush, I dramatically sting
And I can't be touched like dancing tinkling
-HOOK-
Yo, represent my cities, got the fans out now
Spit my rhymes so gritty and I stand out now
Got the Yay to the Needle in command right now
So my Filipino people, throw your hands out now (yeah)
My city got the fans out now
Spit my rhymes so gritty and I stand out now
Got the Yay to the Needle in command right now
So my Filipino people, throw your hands out now
"I DON'T CARE"
-VERSE ONE-
Now let's get right to the point, straight to the chase is how I been though
Ripping up these joints by my window
I'm low key like a Pinto
I immediately rhyme to the beat 'cause I hate me an intro
Aye! Aye! I'm at that point in my life
With my dos and my don't likes
Who cares if you're tough
'Cause at this age, I don't care if you can or if you can't fight
One uppers that smile in your face
Striving hard for the showcase, gotta be in first place
Low key at a pace
At least let me know, so this game's being played at a fair race
Aye! Aye! In this biz
You gotta drop that contact lens
Don't trip on the homies that don't attend
See, strangers get you rich, not your family and friends
Bring it all when you swing and get that paper
Some good friends turn to traitors
It may sting, but makes you greater
You're destined three things: death, taxes, and haters
Aye! Aye! I see you flashing your whip
And running your lip
Rich people stay rich while stacking their chips
Broke people stay broke 'cause they act like they're rich
I don't care..
-HOOK-
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Now bring the bass back
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Now let me hear you say
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Aye! Joe Black!
Get up on this microphone right now
And spit somethin' right here
-VERSE TWO-
Okay!
You're made of matter
But that doesn't mean you do (do)
You can't just exist
For that sentence to be true (true)
You feel a need
Like a fiend to add your content to the feed
Companies leeching off
The social seeds you leave
They're like: You're amazing! Tell the whole world
With your witty words and timeless pictures
But your life is just data points
That they sell to the highest bidder
See, your ego is large
But your soul is starved
You're an independent human that don't need
No knowledge, but your phones in charge
Hmmm.. is that true, let me look it up
No fuck that, a whole generation hunchback
I'm from the federation from the fed up and impatient
And we're sick of waiting, so we 'bout to take our lunch back
This that get off my lawn
energy, dog
Some of ya'll
Should have been a vasectomy and..
-HOOK-
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Now bring the bass back
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Now let me hear you say
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
-BRIDGE SAMPLE-
It was just like Sonny said it would be
Nobody care.. nobody care
-HOOK CHANT-
Now let me hear you say
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Yeee!
-VERSE ONE-
Now let's get right to the point, straight to the chase is how I been though
Ripping up these joints by my window
I'm low key like a Pinto
I immediately rhyme to the beat 'cause I hate me an intro
Aye! Aye! I'm at that point in my life
With my dos and my don't likes
Who cares if you're tough
'Cause at this age, I don't care if you can or if you can't fight
One uppers that smile in your face
Striving hard for the showcase, gotta be in first place
Low key at a pace
At least let me know, so this game's being played at a fair race
Aye! Aye! In this biz
You gotta drop that contact lens
Don't trip on the homies that don't attend
See, strangers get you rich, not your family and friends
Bring it all when you swing and get that paper
Some good friends turn to traitors
It may sting, but makes you greater
You're destined three things: death, taxes, and haters
Aye! Aye! I see you flashing your whip
And running your lip
Rich people stay rich while stacking their chips
Broke people stay broke 'cause they act like they're rich
I don't care..
-HOOK-
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Now bring the bass back
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Now let me hear you say
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Aye! Joe Black!
Get up on this microphone right now
And spit somethin' right here
-VERSE TWO-
Okay!
You're made of matter
But that doesn't mean you do (do)
You can't just exist
For that sentence to be true (true)
You feel a need
Like a fiend to add your content to the feed
Companies leeching off
The social seeds you leave
They're like: You're amazing! Tell the whole world
With your witty words and timeless pictures
But your life is just data points
That they sell to the highest bidder
See, your ego is large
But your soul is starved
You're an independent human that don't need
No knowledge, but your phones in charge
Hmmm.. is that true, let me look it up
No fuck that, a whole generation hunchback
I'm from the federation from the fed up and impatient
And we're sick of waiting, so we 'bout to take our lunch back
This that get off my lawn
energy, dog
Some of ya'll
Should have been a vasectomy and..
-HOOK-
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Now bring the bass back
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Now let me hear you say
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
-BRIDGE SAMPLE-
It was just like Sonny said it would be
Nobody care.. nobody care
-HOOK CHANT-
Now let me hear you say
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Yeee!
"ALMOST FRIDAY"
-HOOK-
It’s almost Friday (let’s go Jess)
And the weekend’s almost here
I’m ready to party (Reggie Bryce)
All night long
It’s almost Friday (I can’t wait for the weekend)
And I want to get out of here
I’m so excited (I’m so excited, I’m so excited)
To kick it with you
-VERSE ONE-
I’m breaking out a sweat, see, I’m trying to survive
I got a six day stretch, yo, it’s night number five
I’m getting kind of sloppy, I gotta stay alive
So I got a cup of coffee heading home with my drive
I ain’t feeling the support and I’m tired of this labor
Can’t wait for report, so I can give away this pager
I’m floating like Yoda, Saturday will be major
We’re heading to the Moda for the Warriors and Blazers
(Day one) I was pumped, I was seriously performing
(Day two) I’m slumping, I feel me transforming
(Day three) We need a lift, so I gave my girl a warning
Tomorrow, after shift, we’re grabbing drinks in the morning
When I clock out, you better get out of my way
This is what it’s all about, I’m prepared to play
I got my bags all ready, hit the coast on the highway
So drop the confetti ‘cause it’s almost Friday (let’s go)
-HOOK-
It’s almost Friday (it’s almost Friday)
And the weekend’s almost here
I’m ready to party (I’m ready to party)
All night long
It’s almost Friday (it’s almost Friday)
And I want to get out of here
I’m so excited (I’m so excited, I’m so excited)
To kick it with you
-VERSE TWO-
I got hallucinations, I’m toughing out the grind
Got way too many patients with such little time
A double workload, yo, is what I got assigned
So I’m trying to tell myself “one patient at a time”
I’m feeling all hyped, I gotta practice my flow
‘Cause Friday night, I got booked for a downtown show (uh)
This track’s a hit, thank you Jess and Joel
It’s in my Spotify playlist, ready to go
(Day four) My body aches and my ankle got tweaked
(Day five) I missed my break, my whole body feels weak
(Day six) Now I’m mopping, I can hear my bones creak
Can’t wait to drop my stethoscope and see it next week
When I clock out, you better get out of my way
This is what it’s all about, I’m prepared to play
I got my bags all ready, hit the coast on the highway
So drop the confetti ‘cause it’s almost Friday (yee)
-HOOK-
It’s almost Friday (it’s almost Friday)
And the weekend’s almost here
I’m ready to party (I’m ready to party)
All night long
It’s almost Friday (it’s almost Friday)
And I want to get out of here
I’m so excited (I’m so excited, I’m so excited)
To kick it with you
-BRIDGE-
When I clock out, you better get out of my way
This is what it’s all about, I’m prepared to play
I got my bags all ready, hit the coast on the highway
So drop the confetti ‘cause it’s almost Friday
When I clock out, you better get out of my way
This is what it’s all about, I’m prepared to play
I got my bags all ready, hit the coast on the highway
So drop the confetti ‘cause it’s almost Friday (come on)
-HOOK-
It’s almost Friday (it’s almost Friday)
And the weekend’s almost here
I’m ready to party (I’m ready to party)
All night long
It’s almost Friday (it’s almost Friday)
And I want to get out of here
I’m so excited (I’m so excited, I’m so excited)
To kick it with you
-HOOK-
It’s almost Friday (let’s go Jess)
And the weekend’s almost here
I’m ready to party (Reggie Bryce)
All night long
It’s almost Friday (I can’t wait for the weekend)
And I want to get out of here
I’m so excited (I’m so excited, I’m so excited)
To kick it with you
-VERSE ONE-
I’m breaking out a sweat, see, I’m trying to survive
I got a six day stretch, yo, it’s night number five
I’m getting kind of sloppy, I gotta stay alive
So I got a cup of coffee heading home with my drive
I ain’t feeling the support and I’m tired of this labor
Can’t wait for report, so I can give away this pager
I’m floating like Yoda, Saturday will be major
We’re heading to the Moda for the Warriors and Blazers
(Day one) I was pumped, I was seriously performing
(Day two) I’m slumping, I feel me transforming
(Day three) We need a lift, so I gave my girl a warning
Tomorrow, after shift, we’re grabbing drinks in the morning
When I clock out, you better get out of my way
This is what it’s all about, I’m prepared to play
I got my bags all ready, hit the coast on the highway
So drop the confetti ‘cause it’s almost Friday (let’s go)
-HOOK-
It’s almost Friday (it’s almost Friday)
And the weekend’s almost here
I’m ready to party (I’m ready to party)
All night long
It’s almost Friday (it’s almost Friday)
And I want to get out of here
I’m so excited (I’m so excited, I’m so excited)
To kick it with you
-VERSE TWO-
I got hallucinations, I’m toughing out the grind
Got way too many patients with such little time
A double workload, yo, is what I got assigned
So I’m trying to tell myself “one patient at a time”
I’m feeling all hyped, I gotta practice my flow
‘Cause Friday night, I got booked for a downtown show (uh)
This track’s a hit, thank you Jess and Joel
It’s in my Spotify playlist, ready to go
(Day four) My body aches and my ankle got tweaked
(Day five) I missed my break, my whole body feels weak
(Day six) Now I’m mopping, I can hear my bones creak
Can’t wait to drop my stethoscope and see it next week
When I clock out, you better get out of my way
This is what it’s all about, I’m prepared to play
I got my bags all ready, hit the coast on the highway
So drop the confetti ‘cause it’s almost Friday (yee)
-HOOK-
It’s almost Friday (it’s almost Friday)
And the weekend’s almost here
I’m ready to party (I’m ready to party)
All night long
It’s almost Friday (it’s almost Friday)
And I want to get out of here
I’m so excited (I’m so excited, I’m so excited)
To kick it with you
-BRIDGE-
When I clock out, you better get out of my way
This is what it’s all about, I’m prepared to play
I got my bags all ready, hit the coast on the highway
So drop the confetti ‘cause it’s almost Friday
When I clock out, you better get out of my way
This is what it’s all about, I’m prepared to play
I got my bags all ready, hit the coast on the highway
So drop the confetti ‘cause it’s almost Friday (come on)
-HOOK-
It’s almost Friday (it’s almost Friday)
And the weekend’s almost here
I’m ready to party (I’m ready to party)
All night long
It’s almost Friday (it’s almost Friday)
And I want to get out of here
I’m so excited (I’m so excited, I’m so excited)
To kick it with you
"LET ME RAP"
-VERSE ONE-
Yo, I’m a left coast body, born, raised in the west
Humble, never snobby, I can blaze your chest
While these cats wanna mob me, I ain’t phased or stressed
This is a hobby, so I say I’m blessed
Started off in a group and we jumped on bright
Had a MySpace single, five minutes of light
Took a break from the mingle, now I’m ready to bite
But my partner hit a wall, said he just can’t write (uh)
I’m a dad, so I totally get it (yee)
We still brothers, can’t vocally sweat it
Got Rey still scratching, so he’s still on the credits
While Joel’s on the keys doing magic with edits (come on)
My alias is gone like Whitney
Enter Reggie Bryce, it’s a name that fits me
Used my son’s name ‘cause it sounded filthy
So I’m back with more fire in me
Yo, I grew while I padded more rice
With a brand new stew with a little more spice
Turned the beats a little slow ‘cause I heard the advice
Found a better flow cause I sped it up twice (yeah)
Early on, yo, you heard my element
Rap had me drawn, it was clear and evident
Used my pens like spears, I was twelve or eleven then
I’ve been here, YouTube the evidence
I over rehearse every verse I spit
I got OCD, it’s a curse and a gift
A perfectionist, trying to fix the wrongs I’ve missed
I take a whole month to write a song like this
Focused and compliant when I soar with my wings
I’m the size of a giant when I pour and I sting
I think like a Mayan when I’m smart in the ring
Plus the strength of a lion with a heart of a king
-HOOK-
I just wanna rap my words, I just want my raps heard
(heard) (heard)
Let me just rap, yo, let me just rap
I just wanna rap my words, I just want my raps heard
(heard) (heard)
Let me just rap, yo, let me just rap
-DJ RAZS SCRATCHING-
-VERSE TWO-
Yo, I’m a spitting heavyweight that can put us on the map (uh)
Make you levitate, put your mind into a trap
I’m a give it to you straight, I take long writing raps
So screw a mixtape, I’ll use my rhymes for a real track
Feel my rage when I feast on by
Never guess my age ‘cause I’m a beast when I rhyme
Dealing ‘cause it’s never ever late to try
But to keep it all real, I feel late to my prime
I’m solid when I spit while you come flimsy
I’m a million dollar flick like Disney (Disney)
I’m flyer and appealing ‘cause I been me
And I’m higher than my ceiling like a chimney (ha)
I still remember when Digital Underground released
“It’s Dark And Hell Is Hot” was a masterpiece
I’m at the age when my childhood idols decease
DMX and Shock G, may you rest in peace
Uh, I can’t stop like a bully regime (nope)
You flop like LeBron while I come full steam (boom)
I’m a thousand horses that’ll shatter your dreams
Forget joining forces, I’m a one man super team
I make it slap while I’m weighing a ton
I spit old man raps, my younger days are done
Screw all the dough, I’m about having fun
I rarely do shows ‘cause I’m out with my son
Compensating with a car, you’re financially soft
You compete, but make less (you already lost)
Spending eighty on a Benz while you’re renting a loft (stop)
Just to show your friends (we ain’t cut from the same cloth)
Yo, I’m slick, bob and weave through traffic
So sick, my murder scene gets graphic
I shines bright, I’m a rotten havoc
Spitting venom when I excite with my Johnson (like Magic)
-HOOK-
I just wanna rap my words, I just want my raps heard
(heard) (heard)
Let me just rap, yo, let me just rap
I just wanna rap my words, I just want my raps heard
(heard) (heard)
Let me just rap, yo, let me just rap
-DJ RAZS SCRATCHING-
-VERSE ONE-
Yo, I’m a left coast body, born, raised in the west
Humble, never snobby, I can blaze your chest
While these cats wanna mob me, I ain’t phased or stressed
This is a hobby, so I say I’m blessed
Started off in a group and we jumped on bright
Had a MySpace single, five minutes of light
Took a break from the mingle, now I’m ready to bite
But my partner hit a wall, said he just can’t write (uh)
I’m a dad, so I totally get it (yee)
We still brothers, can’t vocally sweat it
Got Rey still scratching, so he’s still on the credits
While Joel’s on the keys doing magic with edits (come on)
My alias is gone like Whitney
Enter Reggie Bryce, it’s a name that fits me
Used my son’s name ‘cause it sounded filthy
So I’m back with more fire in me
Yo, I grew while I padded more rice
With a brand new stew with a little more spice
Turned the beats a little slow ‘cause I heard the advice
Found a better flow cause I sped it up twice (yeah)
Early on, yo, you heard my element
Rap had me drawn, it was clear and evident
Used my pens like spears, I was twelve or eleven then
I’ve been here, YouTube the evidence
I over rehearse every verse I spit
I got OCD, it’s a curse and a gift
A perfectionist, trying to fix the wrongs I’ve missed
I take a whole month to write a song like this
Focused and compliant when I soar with my wings
I’m the size of a giant when I pour and I sting
I think like a Mayan when I’m smart in the ring
Plus the strength of a lion with a heart of a king
-HOOK-
I just wanna rap my words, I just want my raps heard
(heard) (heard)
Let me just rap, yo, let me just rap
I just wanna rap my words, I just want my raps heard
(heard) (heard)
Let me just rap, yo, let me just rap
-DJ RAZS SCRATCHING-
-VERSE TWO-
Yo, I’m a spitting heavyweight that can put us on the map (uh)
Make you levitate, put your mind into a trap
I’m a give it to you straight, I take long writing raps
So screw a mixtape, I’ll use my rhymes for a real track
Feel my rage when I feast on by
Never guess my age ‘cause I’m a beast when I rhyme
Dealing ‘cause it’s never ever late to try
But to keep it all real, I feel late to my prime
I’m solid when I spit while you come flimsy
I’m a million dollar flick like Disney (Disney)
I’m flyer and appealing ‘cause I been me
And I’m higher than my ceiling like a chimney (ha)
I still remember when Digital Underground released
“It’s Dark And Hell Is Hot” was a masterpiece
I’m at the age when my childhood idols decease
DMX and Shock G, may you rest in peace
Uh, I can’t stop like a bully regime (nope)
You flop like LeBron while I come full steam (boom)
I’m a thousand horses that’ll shatter your dreams
Forget joining forces, I’m a one man super team
I make it slap while I’m weighing a ton
I spit old man raps, my younger days are done
Screw all the dough, I’m about having fun
I rarely do shows ‘cause I’m out with my son
Compensating with a car, you’re financially soft
You compete, but make less (you already lost)
Spending eighty on a Benz while you’re renting a loft (stop)
Just to show your friends (we ain’t cut from the same cloth)
Yo, I’m slick, bob and weave through traffic
So sick, my murder scene gets graphic
I shines bright, I’m a rotten havoc
Spitting venom when I excite with my Johnson (like Magic)
-HOOK-
I just wanna rap my words, I just want my raps heard
(heard) (heard)
Let me just rap, yo, let me just rap
I just wanna rap my words, I just want my raps heard
(heard) (heard)
Let me just rap, yo, let me just rap
-DJ RAZS SCRATCHING-
“BACK & FORTH”
-VERSE ONE-
Yo, I’m bringing it raw when I’m feeling my lines
I’m breaking all laws while I’m dealing these rhymes
I spring without flaws while I’m fielding your dime
I’m taking out jaws while I’m leaving them blind
When I spit, cripple peeps like this
Running far when I rip a simple beat like this
You fumble hard, get pissed, can’t leap like this
Your mumble bars just missed, I bring heat like this
Here’s a moment so I can catch my breath
Keep it going on the set, as you catch my left
CD’s and cassettes, I historically blessed
A lyrical vet, never worrying about death
I’m about the cream with no low-low bets
Quick with the beam like them po-po’s get
You’re a punter with a dream, yo, a so-so threat
I bounty hunt with my team like I’m Boba Fett
Ya’ll played it, said I was outdated
Rip MC’s into threes ‘cause I’m lyrically dilated
Switched gears as they ragingly hated
Hibernated for some years while you patiently waited
I verbally blast, going toe to toe
I bully any outcast, throwing blow for blow
I stay gassed, paying homage to the big 4-0
I ain’t rapping too fast, you just follow too slow
I never share chips or a whip with the wrong chick
Me and the click come equip with the long stick
I rip trouble and I keep my songs sick
You double down, I triple double like I’m Luka Doncic
My gun trigger’s aim to your end zone
The more that I bring, yo, my bigger pen grows
Hit you with a pole, see you through a dead tone
’Cause I can put you in a hole like a dude in the friend zone
-HOOK-
Back and forth (back and forth)
Forth and back (forth and back)
This is how (this is how)
I spit my raps (I spit my raps)
Back and forth (back and forth)
Forth and back (forth and back)
I’m here now (I’m here now)
So it’s a wrap (so it’s a wrap)
-VERSE TWO-
Yo, I stay cracking, my raps keep attacking
Pay stacking while I send you backpacking
Move back ‘cause I’m locally tracking
To hijack your beat if it’s lyrically lacking
I’m sick, so my nose is more runny
Words shoot quick like a marine corps gunny
I make ends meet with my job and my money
I call my close friends Sahobs and my Cuddies
Bars come in layers as I shoot in fight bouts
Spar like a slayer as I juke right routes
A microphone sayer spitting truth, no strike out
A five tool player in the booth like Mike Trout
I got an itch and you crooks can’t stop me
You sensitive bitch that’ll Facebook block me
It’s a disgrace that you’ll blab and you mock me
Then hide your whole face like a Jabbawockee
Independent, I don’t need no assistance
Staying in route with my speed, I’m consistent
I’m old, so I keep my distance
I look for a house in a good school district
Get stripped, get assassinated
Watch your sip ‘cause I’m caffeinated
I rip, keep you fascinated
I spit like my lines were vaccinated
We draw hate, put the leather to your chest
Razs and Ja-8, yo, together we the best
We taking this game ‘cause we’re better than less
And we can make it rain like the weather in the North West
I’m a nine that can blast your town
I age like wine and I’m fast with the pound
I can beat time, be the last man found
Plus I rhyme like I got this rap shit down
-HOOK-
Back and forth (back and forth)
Forth and back (forth and back)
This is how (this is how)
I spit my raps (I spit my raps)
Back and forth (back and forth)
Forth and back (forth and back)
I’m here now (I’m here now)
So it’s a wrap (so it’s a wrap)
Back and forth (back and forth)
Forth and back (forth and back)
This is how (this is how)
I spit my raps (I spit my raps)
Back and forth (back and forth)
Forth and back (forth and back)
I’m here now (I’m here now)
So it’s a wrap (so it’s a wrap)
-VERSE ONE-
Yo, I’m bringing it raw when I’m feeling my lines
I’m breaking all laws while I’m dealing these rhymes
I spring without flaws while I’m fielding your dime
I’m taking out jaws while I’m leaving them blind
When I spit, cripple peeps like this
Running far when I rip a simple beat like this
You fumble hard, get pissed, can’t leap like this
Your mumble bars just missed, I bring heat like this
Here’s a moment so I can catch my breath
Keep it going on the set, as you catch my left
CD’s and cassettes, I historically blessed
A lyrical vet, never worrying about death
I’m about the cream with no low-low bets
Quick with the beam like them po-po’s get
You’re a punter with a dream, yo, a so-so threat
I bounty hunt with my team like I’m Boba Fett
Ya’ll played it, said I was outdated
Rip MC’s into threes ‘cause I’m lyrically dilated
Switched gears as they ragingly hated
Hibernated for some years while you patiently waited
I verbally blast, going toe to toe
I bully any outcast, throwing blow for blow
I stay gassed, paying homage to the big 4-0
I ain’t rapping too fast, you just follow too slow
I never share chips or a whip with the wrong chick
Me and the click come equip with the long stick
I rip trouble and I keep my songs sick
You double down, I triple double like I’m Luka Doncic
My gun trigger’s aim to your end zone
The more that I bring, yo, my bigger pen grows
Hit you with a pole, see you through a dead tone
’Cause I can put you in a hole like a dude in the friend zone
-HOOK-
Back and forth (back and forth)
Forth and back (forth and back)
This is how (this is how)
I spit my raps (I spit my raps)
Back and forth (back and forth)
Forth and back (forth and back)
I’m here now (I’m here now)
So it’s a wrap (so it’s a wrap)
-VERSE TWO-
Yo, I stay cracking, my raps keep attacking
Pay stacking while I send you backpacking
Move back ‘cause I’m locally tracking
To hijack your beat if it’s lyrically lacking
I’m sick, so my nose is more runny
Words shoot quick like a marine corps gunny
I make ends meet with my job and my money
I call my close friends Sahobs and my Cuddies
Bars come in layers as I shoot in fight bouts
Spar like a slayer as I juke right routes
A microphone sayer spitting truth, no strike out
A five tool player in the booth like Mike Trout
I got an itch and you crooks can’t stop me
You sensitive bitch that’ll Facebook block me
It’s a disgrace that you’ll blab and you mock me
Then hide your whole face like a Jabbawockee
Independent, I don’t need no assistance
Staying in route with my speed, I’m consistent
I’m old, so I keep my distance
I look for a house in a good school district
Get stripped, get assassinated
Watch your sip ‘cause I’m caffeinated
I rip, keep you fascinated
I spit like my lines were vaccinated
We draw hate, put the leather to your chest
Razs and Ja-8, yo, together we the best
We taking this game ‘cause we’re better than less
And we can make it rain like the weather in the North West
I’m a nine that can blast your town
I age like wine and I’m fast with the pound
I can beat time, be the last man found
Plus I rhyme like I got this rap shit down
-HOOK-
Back and forth (back and forth)
Forth and back (forth and back)
This is how (this is how)
I spit my raps (I spit my raps)
Back and forth (back and forth)
Forth and back (forth and back)
I’m here now (I’m here now)
So it’s a wrap (so it’s a wrap)
Back and forth (back and forth)
Forth and back (forth and back)
This is how (this is how)
I spit my raps (I spit my raps)
Back and forth (back and forth)
Forth and back (forth and back)
I’m here now (I’m here now)
So it’s a wrap (so it’s a wrap)
"MARSHAWN LYNCH"
-HOOK-
Yo, I got game when I spit
With my hat to the back like Ken Griffey up to pitch hit
Kobe Bryant at the thirteenth pick
I’m Michael Jordan in the Finals and we’re down to a game six
Wayne Gretzky on the ice with a hat trick
Muhammad Ali standing over you in a fight pic
Jeremy Lin as a New York Knick
‘Cause I’m coming Beast Mode like I’m Marshawn Lynch
-VERSE ONE-
Now let the bass pound so I can make you all miserable
I run through your towns, leaving MC’s critical
I rhyme like I’m mythical, I’m far from your typical
You’re moving in a still like you’re riding an elliptical
My pedigree, I’m chemically the remedy
I’ll never let the jealousy ever get the best of me
I’m ready for my enemies, I’m loaded up heavily
I rap so I can leave my son a legacy
Since pregnancy, my kid gave me density
The fire got lit and started spilling with complexity
I burn mentally and this is a felony
In my b-boy stance with G-Lawrentz on the melody
I got you riled with this banger for your trunk
This beat is so wild, it got my filipinos crunk
I’m a show you how I get, I spit barrels for fun
You ain’t running shit like Pete Carroll at the one
I got the tendency to rhyme with intensity
I spit with a force with my lyrical supremacy
I’m good with the pencil, I write with integrity
I murder instrumentals then I steal the beat’s identity
On the M-I-C, I’m smashing any embassy
I play hard D, I’m always flagged with a penalty
I hit like a tank, I bang with my weaponry
You punks are shooting blanks like I gave you all vasectomies
I rhyme steadily, what you’re hearing is rarity
I murder with clarity with degrees of severity
I’m easily distinguished, I rhyme so selfishly
I’m a linguist on a beat ‘cause these words are my specialty
I’m a demon and I see what the devil sees
I spit flames if you try to embezzle me
I’ll bring my Uncle Joey if you try to heckle me
So you need to cut it out like an appendectomy
-HOOK-
Yo, I got game when I spit
With my hat to the back like Ken Griffey up to pitch hit
Kobe Bryant at the thirteenth pick
I’m Michael Jordan in the Finals and we’re down to a game six
Wayne Gretzky on the ice with a hat trick
Muhammad Ali standing over you in a fight pic
Jeremy Lin as a New York Knick
‘Cause I’m coming Beast Mode like I’m Marshawn Lynch
-VERSE TWO-
I started rapping on the mic before I got my wheels
Way before Kaepernick even took that kneel
When Pac got the juice and he shot at Steel
Excuse me for a minute, I’m about to get real
Spent years of my life killing and abusing these tracks
With my ears and my eyes, follow close, keep tabs
I know some folks who ignored my raps
’Til they heard me on their music app
Now they give me dap and they play my song
And some wanna act like they’ve been here long
I’m a grumpy old man with a gun that’s drawn
I’m Eastwood on a porch, so get off my lawn
Joel and I stay locked and keep steering
Never fear of being stopped with our adequate gearing
We’re truly independent with the shit we’re engineering
‘Cause we put our own money into this music that you’re hearing
I spill like a beehive and stay swarming ya
I’m never left behind, so I’m here warning ya
Break it down to the physics, never boring ya
Hot beats, dope lyrics, catchy hooks are our formula
I blow flames and my rhymes give a heat scent
I’m hard to keep tamed, I spit bars for my treatment
I kill my adversaries and they’re marked as achievements
Battle me, I’ll give your family bereavement
See, I’m back and I can’t stop shooting
’Til I get a golden plaque, I’ll keep doing what I’m doing
I learn from the wise ‘cause it helps with improving
Life is like a bike, you need balance to keep moving
I impact all these instrumental tracks
It’s a fact, Reggie Bryce be enhanced like that
I been focused since I took a chance at rap
So I’m staying on my toes like tap dancers on crack
-HOOK-
Yo, I got game when I spit
With my hat to the back like Ken Griffey up to pitch hit
Kobe Bryant at the thirteenth pick
I’m Michael Jordan in the Finals and we’re down to a game six
Wayne Gretzky on the ice with a hat trick
Muhammad Ali standing over you in a fight pic
Jeremy Lin as a New York Knick
‘Cause I’m coming Beast Mode like I’m Marshawn Lynch
-DJ RAZS SCRATCHING OUTRO-
-HOOK-
Yo, I got game when I spit
With my hat to the back like Ken Griffey up to pitch hit
Kobe Bryant at the thirteenth pick
I’m Michael Jordan in the Finals and we’re down to a game six
Wayne Gretzky on the ice with a hat trick
Muhammad Ali standing over you in a fight pic
Jeremy Lin as a New York Knick
‘Cause I’m coming Beast Mode like I’m Marshawn Lynch
-VERSE ONE-
Now let the bass pound so I can make you all miserable
I run through your towns, leaving MC’s critical
I rhyme like I’m mythical, I’m far from your typical
You’re moving in a still like you’re riding an elliptical
My pedigree, I’m chemically the remedy
I’ll never let the jealousy ever get the best of me
I’m ready for my enemies, I’m loaded up heavily
I rap so I can leave my son a legacy
Since pregnancy, my kid gave me density
The fire got lit and started spilling with complexity
I burn mentally and this is a felony
In my b-boy stance with G-Lawrentz on the melody
I got you riled with this banger for your trunk
This beat is so wild, it got my filipinos crunk
I’m a show you how I get, I spit barrels for fun
You ain’t running shit like Pete Carroll at the one
I got the tendency to rhyme with intensity
I spit with a force with my lyrical supremacy
I’m good with the pencil, I write with integrity
I murder instrumentals then I steal the beat’s identity
On the M-I-C, I’m smashing any embassy
I play hard D, I’m always flagged with a penalty
I hit like a tank, I bang with my weaponry
You punks are shooting blanks like I gave you all vasectomies
I rhyme steadily, what you’re hearing is rarity
I murder with clarity with degrees of severity
I’m easily distinguished, I rhyme so selfishly
I’m a linguist on a beat ‘cause these words are my specialty
I’m a demon and I see what the devil sees
I spit flames if you try to embezzle me
I’ll bring my Uncle Joey if you try to heckle me
So you need to cut it out like an appendectomy
-HOOK-
Yo, I got game when I spit
With my hat to the back like Ken Griffey up to pitch hit
Kobe Bryant at the thirteenth pick
I’m Michael Jordan in the Finals and we’re down to a game six
Wayne Gretzky on the ice with a hat trick
Muhammad Ali standing over you in a fight pic
Jeremy Lin as a New York Knick
‘Cause I’m coming Beast Mode like I’m Marshawn Lynch
-VERSE TWO-
I started rapping on the mic before I got my wheels
Way before Kaepernick even took that kneel
When Pac got the juice and he shot at Steel
Excuse me for a minute, I’m about to get real
Spent years of my life killing and abusing these tracks
With my ears and my eyes, follow close, keep tabs
I know some folks who ignored my raps
’Til they heard me on their music app
Now they give me dap and they play my song
And some wanna act like they’ve been here long
I’m a grumpy old man with a gun that’s drawn
I’m Eastwood on a porch, so get off my lawn
Joel and I stay locked and keep steering
Never fear of being stopped with our adequate gearing
We’re truly independent with the shit we’re engineering
‘Cause we put our own money into this music that you’re hearing
I spill like a beehive and stay swarming ya
I’m never left behind, so I’m here warning ya
Break it down to the physics, never boring ya
Hot beats, dope lyrics, catchy hooks are our formula
I blow flames and my rhymes give a heat scent
I’m hard to keep tamed, I spit bars for my treatment
I kill my adversaries and they’re marked as achievements
Battle me, I’ll give your family bereavement
See, I’m back and I can’t stop shooting
’Til I get a golden plaque, I’ll keep doing what I’m doing
I learn from the wise ‘cause it helps with improving
Life is like a bike, you need balance to keep moving
I impact all these instrumental tracks
It’s a fact, Reggie Bryce be enhanced like that
I been focused since I took a chance at rap
So I’m staying on my toes like tap dancers on crack
-HOOK-
Yo, I got game when I spit
With my hat to the back like Ken Griffey up to pitch hit
Kobe Bryant at the thirteenth pick
I’m Michael Jordan in the Finals and we’re down to a game six
Wayne Gretzky on the ice with a hat trick
Muhammad Ali standing over you in a fight pic
Jeremy Lin as a New York Knick
‘Cause I’m coming Beast Mode like I’m Marshawn Lynch
-DJ RAZS SCRATCHING OUTRO-
"GET AT ME"
-VERSE ONE-
Yo, I’m ready on the mic, I’m feeling alright
J-Pros, part two, I’m spitting out of sight
Killing when I write, chilling on my flight
R’Senull, Forty Two, bust, drilling all night
Twenty-twenty one, yo, I’m bringing it back
Getting it done, son, slinging on tracks
Never sweating when I run, stinging when I smack
Getting my guns when I’m swinging at packs
Joel on the beat while I’m throwing up treys
Splash bros with the heat, Steph Curry and Klay
Flow from the street, I grew up in The Bay
V-Towne, see, rest in peace Mac Dre
Razs on the tables, Merc by my side
My blasting is fatal when I lurk and I stride
Staying all stable, berserk in my eyes
J8 is the label while I smirk at you guys
Let’s do it, I flow it like fluid
I nurse MC, alphabetically lose it
A beat like this, I bruise it, bruise it
Can’t miss, can’t snooze it, snooze it
Pick it up with this instrumental
It’s not luck or accidental
This struck your monumental
So fuck your fundamentals
Thizz dance like you’re smelling this piss
Take a chance with a chick, swing, swing, don’t miss
I enhance to a diss, I taught you risks
Quarantined in my house, yo, brought you this
I’m sicker than covid, I’m locked and loaded
I eat these beats like buffets, get bloated
North to the south, yo, I’m better and it’s noted
So shut your mouth, deep throat this
-HOOK-
Are you ready, if so, get at me
Are you ready, if so, get at me
Are you ready, if so, get at me
Are you ready, if so, get at me
-VERSE TWO-
Yo, I come harder on the second when I’m wrecking these drums
I’m retarded when I’m checking and I’m decking you scums
Fighting like we’re Tekken, don’t hide when I come
This beat’s hitting hard, so ghost ride like you’re dumb
Eating for the push, ready for the feuds
I’m commuting with a strut while I’m spitting dead rude
Never beating around the bush while I’m shredding these dudes
Cause I’m shooting for your gut like a PEG tube, PEG tube
Rip mics like I’m broke, don’t battle me
I do this for my folks that can sit, cry, laugh with me
Take a joke, share food, eat happily
You’re only family if you treat me like family
Real talk when I’m speaking these verses
Locks in a sock when I leak and disperse this
Glocks to your block when I spit and I burst this
I’m so hot, can’t fix or nurse this
Ya’ll wack while I’m never outdone
Keep turning to my tracks for the better outcome
Cats in the back don’t want none, want none
Lyrically stacked, if you want some, want some
Stay cool with this intermission
I got tools and ammunition
Do you, don’t follow missions
So screw these politicians
I’m loud ‘cause I spar and I pace this
Do shine when I flow and I state this
I browse (eye brows) and I’m far from basic
Connect these lines like I’m Anthony Davis
Sacrificing these rhymes for this cadence
Writing these lines for the haters that hate this
Earl Stevens be the legend that paved this
My fam in North Cal be the reason I made this
-HOOK-
Are you ready, if so, get at me
Are you ready, if so, get at me
Are you ready, if so, get at me
Are you ready, if so, get at me
-DJ RAZS SCRATCHING OUTRO-
-VERSE ONE-
Yo, I’m ready on the mic, I’m feeling alright
J-Pros, part two, I’m spitting out of sight
Killing when I write, chilling on my flight
R’Senull, Forty Two, bust, drilling all night
Twenty-twenty one, yo, I’m bringing it back
Getting it done, son, slinging on tracks
Never sweating when I run, stinging when I smack
Getting my guns when I’m swinging at packs
Joel on the beat while I’m throwing up treys
Splash bros with the heat, Steph Curry and Klay
Flow from the street, I grew up in The Bay
V-Towne, see, rest in peace Mac Dre
Razs on the tables, Merc by my side
My blasting is fatal when I lurk and I stride
Staying all stable, berserk in my eyes
J8 is the label while I smirk at you guys
Let’s do it, I flow it like fluid
I nurse MC, alphabetically lose it
A beat like this, I bruise it, bruise it
Can’t miss, can’t snooze it, snooze it
Pick it up with this instrumental
It’s not luck or accidental
This struck your monumental
So fuck your fundamentals
Thizz dance like you’re smelling this piss
Take a chance with a chick, swing, swing, don’t miss
I enhance to a diss, I taught you risks
Quarantined in my house, yo, brought you this
I’m sicker than covid, I’m locked and loaded
I eat these beats like buffets, get bloated
North to the south, yo, I’m better and it’s noted
So shut your mouth, deep throat this
-HOOK-
Are you ready, if so, get at me
Are you ready, if so, get at me
Are you ready, if so, get at me
Are you ready, if so, get at me
-VERSE TWO-
Yo, I come harder on the second when I’m wrecking these drums
I’m retarded when I’m checking and I’m decking you scums
Fighting like we’re Tekken, don’t hide when I come
This beat’s hitting hard, so ghost ride like you’re dumb
Eating for the push, ready for the feuds
I’m commuting with a strut while I’m spitting dead rude
Never beating around the bush while I’m shredding these dudes
Cause I’m shooting for your gut like a PEG tube, PEG tube
Rip mics like I’m broke, don’t battle me
I do this for my folks that can sit, cry, laugh with me
Take a joke, share food, eat happily
You’re only family if you treat me like family
Real talk when I’m speaking these verses
Locks in a sock when I leak and disperse this
Glocks to your block when I spit and I burst this
I’m so hot, can’t fix or nurse this
Ya’ll wack while I’m never outdone
Keep turning to my tracks for the better outcome
Cats in the back don’t want none, want none
Lyrically stacked, if you want some, want some
Stay cool with this intermission
I got tools and ammunition
Do you, don’t follow missions
So screw these politicians
I’m loud ‘cause I spar and I pace this
Do shine when I flow and I state this
I browse (eye brows) and I’m far from basic
Connect these lines like I’m Anthony Davis
Sacrificing these rhymes for this cadence
Writing these lines for the haters that hate this
Earl Stevens be the legend that paved this
My fam in North Cal be the reason I made this
-HOOK-
Are you ready, if so, get at me
Are you ready, if so, get at me
Are you ready, if so, get at me
Are you ready, if so, get at me
-DJ RAZS SCRATCHING OUTRO-