(Kontrast)
I flip the track like a mirrored course
For you and yours
Feel the force of who I "be" when I add "cause"
BE-CAUSE
I see flaws, everywhere I go, people knee crawl
Beneath my peepholes where you think I can't see y'all,
I see ALL,
And make these other niggas "see saw"
When triggers freeze all other figures, then that heat's called
I mean scaldin' burnt,
You be sprawled in dirt
My spawn'll leave you scarred in your Spaulding shirt
I make you get your B's together and we'll C who F M well
While I puff an L: Biggie Style
Lustin' off the brushes smell,
She all flustered well,
She went suckin' L's with smokin' D's
To suckin' D's while strokin' L's
On the D-L
From 5 double O
'Cause she said her "G" is "half" what I supply on the low,
Do the math,
I provide what you don't,
On the track, in your home,
In the sack, on the phone,
But you relaxed in your zone
But, uh......

(Fo Chief)
I'm finna explode,
The hammer drop,
Timber, ya fold,
From here to Alabama the cannons are "indigo"
Purple and suede, the kettle pot burpin' today,
Berretta chirpin' if you try to steal the work out the safe,
The major of raw, hate it when y'all
Do nothing but hate, I'd hate to resolve this
In a daily dose of revolvers,
You pressin' my buttons buddy, you better bounce,
'Cause I'ma make sure ain't nothin' funny, I'll let 'em out,
'Tryna make dollars a day bouncin' them beats quick,
Comin' outta line on the page: you in some deep shit,
Borderline I find I'ma amazed how thick the trees get,
So when you come up missin': won't find you 'till the weekend,
You know the truth is here, find out,
But truthfully the truth is ugly, tear your spine out,
Ain't no love for this lost soul,
Maybe that explains the reasoning on why my hearts cold

(Paul Junior)
You can't see me, get some Saline,
My wild style will just stay clean,
My foul mouth can deface the,
So bow down 'cause I'm crazy,
I'm like Adderall when the mic's out,
Standin' tall when it's light out,
If I had a bomb, I wouldn't have to send cannonballs to the White House,
This is my house, rhyme bout,
Get split like a White Owl,
Never cross into my town,
Won't pipe down, screw it, I'm out,
That was a psych out,
I'm fixin' to finish the final plot,
Hit you with 808's, like 52 minutes to 9 o'clock,
Sometimes I can't take it,
The squad that I gotta have faith in,
Like all of us can,
Life runs when I stand naked,
Gone in a flash,
Can't bother to rip me, hit me, swiftly,
Hands off you so quickly,
Colder than grandfather Witwicky,
Manslaughter don't tempt me,
Rip quickly like a sword on a toga,
Bend mics like Jordan in yoga,
Kick you in your scrotum, it's over,
Pop singers wanna blast me but Ciara missed (mist)
Like "pourin' a soda,"
I'm the shogun, the foreman,
Swarmin' your forum


(Myke Charles)
When the pen scrawls on paper my vicinity storms,
Soliloquy’s form my emotions into energy orbs
Leave enemies warned, I’m fit to be the keystone in your arch,
I swallow weak spitting heads, quit deep-throating
The art that I bleed for and keep close to the heart
My belief’s pouring,
From my mystique aura,
I speak oratories that will levitate stadiums
And burn your core like palladium,
I "marvel" at your comic book flow, I got them shook cold,
Forcing your bones apart,
You don’t pack Iron Man, you ain’t Tony Stark
And I stay shielded by my organization, from the whiplash
Of phony sharks trying to come up on some quick cash,
I hold a fiery demeanor,
Street Sagittarius,
Eat rappers like wheat crackers and stay flyer than fairy dust,
Rarely trust these industry fabulists when they rattle off their abacus status
Fragile in stature, don’t be mad at us, no....