Apocalypse

Too many emcees got too many tales of triple beam scales and million dollar drug sales. He bust his nine and blood fell. Too many cats with tired clichis. That lyrical slingshot propel that Cristal bottle through your ribcage in the last days. Who playing big will with a deal, royal checks still small bills. First mill you ever seen was Olan and their pockets was swollen. Murdered while the track was rolling. Place your profile on a zero dollar to buy your skill. Take you cats for what you holding

Damage

While most of these emcees is still illicit their squad, we sabotage their Mitsubishi Mirage, cut the brakelines in their garage. See we prevail buy paying attention to the small details. We search for the holy grail through rap distribution and sales. Most record labels they fake that they large, they not in charge of this hiphop game, they still develop wack niggas for stars. Through poison tactics they promote the gangsta and the mack shit. Orchestrated acts to provide stats for demographics yo

Equinox

We got too many emcees all about the trees and drink smoke a pound and rhyme at the same time and do a line and try to link. Fifth of Henny on the rocks, who gives a fuck, I already had some. You gots the opportunity, but you spitting that wack son. Just, how many blunts, shots you take to pride yourself. Wasting my valuable time, when I could be doing something else. You see it's much more here than talk about the beer and stuff. Instead of flowing to the studio you need to save your bucks

Blackmel

You touch Black who? I smack you back in your clique, cause you ain't good for nothing but rapping and jacking your dick. So motherfuck a crew son, I like the rocking solo feels, I got split personalities and got them all solo deals. I beat you over your head with your platinum plaque, til you decide to send it back to the factory. Commercial rap is wack to me. I'm a lyrical landmine on stage if one more damn time you reaching for the mic screaming out ""ay, yo, let my man rhyme""

HOOK

Danja Mowf

I'm too black and too strong, my momma told me, baby you rapping for too long. It's too many bills for you to track them 2 songs. So now when I sit down and write, it's like I'm too wrong. Too many emcees in the game, too many different skills. Too many emcees for everyone to get a deal. Too many feel that it will come if they sit back and chill. But Danja Mowf is fighting for respect like Holyfield, that's too real
Spin 4th
Back the fuck up before I fuck your back up. Chiropractical styles act up. You walk into this track just to get smacked up. I possess the tools and equipment to give emcees the rickets, jaundice and scurvy. Leaving the scene uglier than Furby . Transceiving in ultra-high frequencies, I'm cutting emcees shorter than a Pekingese try to piss on a giant redwood tree. Too many rappers is trying to fuck with me It's like I'm watching TV - wack emcees caught on tape part 3

Apathy

Esau

There's too many emcees that's coming off wack, there's too many emcees that use that word Kakalak, There's too many emcees that still wanna sell crack and there's too many hard emcees that's scared to attack. There's too many emcees wasting too many ADATs, there's too many emcees pulling way too many gats. There's too many emcees that talk too much trash and there's too many emcees on Esau's fucking track!

HOOK