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PERFORMING ARTISTS
A-Plus
A-Plus
Vocals
Opio
Opio
Vocals
Phesto
Phesto
Vocals
Tajai
Tajai
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Carter
Adam Carter
Songwriter
Opio Lindsey
Opio Lindsey
Songwriter
Tajai Massey
Tajai Massey
Songwriter
Damani Thompson
Damani Thompson
Songwriter
Teren Delvon Jones
Teren Delvon Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
A-Plus
A-Plus
Mixing Engineer
Chris Trevett
Chris Trevett
Mixing Engineer
Damian Siguenza
Damian Siguenza
Mixing Engineer
Del the Funky Homosapien
Del the Funky Homosapien
Producer
Matt Kelley
Matt Kelley
Recording Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yo, I find it fun to smash MC's into fine bits
So why I ain't get my just deserts for all the kids I busted, huh?
I crush the courtesy when dealin' with folks is too much for the askin'
Cool I got the skill crafted tools
Massive fools at my work bench and
I'm wrenchin' mics from their graspin'
That's how it has been
The drill's this, I kill swift
I feels I better slay, or hey, my tape measure's greater
So now I'm askin' dips if they saw me
And they was available
Would they want me to nail 'em all?
Be through, screwdrive her crazy
Maybe nothin', bold, lively
Put on your high beams
[Verse 2]
I proliferator, quickly fade to **** vigorous
Figure I kick stunts
I punch twice that **** that's dissin' at me
Attach 'em to bats, latchin', and matchin' my cataclysm
I give 'em a schism
I stroked a croak, I broke her
Chokin' up on my syntax as I bend back by impacts
Then I give a concussion in your nuts when I'm bustin'
Heads, dead with my lead graft, I cloth thee
I swing off beat, off the cerebellum, swelling membranes
Ten brains couldn't parallel this
I'm carouselling kids while they wallow and swallow hallow tips
You followin' slip
I'm rippin' mics nice twice like dicin' kids in fractions
Yeah, figure I tax men
[Verse 3]
Steppin' to Casual
What about Domino?
But if you step to Snoop
Steppin' to A plus
If you play the Tajai
Man, steppin' to Opio
Steppin' to Phesto
Fuck with Torre
[Verse 4]
Yo, I'm willing to bet you're willing to sweat
But illin' will get you bruised
I kill and I step to Cruise
And abuse two's and three's
Who's the G's that hoes know?
Me and High Roll, I know
I'm flying bro
So why flow if you're not invigorating
I know where you live, they're at your crib
I got **** waiting
I figure raping is a crime, see
I take my time, B
And now your G is my G
Now I'm gonna show you how the West Coast smacks kids
Yeah, I rhyme so swell, so to hell with the wack dis
Generalising, dissin' before you've ever seen this
So you can get the middle, the penis
[Verse 5]
Never matched the miraculous tactics
I smack tricks, the wax is at your wack bitch
I crack bricks
Who can't cum
I leave 'em broke and dumb
Def, and plus I'm causin' cardiac arrest
You need some rest
Check, as I'm chizzlin' riddles in your memory
Remember me?
I hacked your body to pieces
Disassembling your blows
Your bros started trembling from shock and trauma
I'm in water
In lives when I bomb-a
Babbling dyslexic, I make 'em exit
This lifetime, I wake up words, I excite rhymes
I'm enthusin' when I'm bruisin'
Hoes kick off their shoes when I abuse men
You're losin'
[Verse 6]
If you slept on Del
Steppin' to Pep love
Fuckin' around with J Biz
Step to Mike G
Smoke on that crack rock
The Souls of Mischief
When you don't know where you're goin'
When you don't win
Fuckin' around with hieroglyphics
If you fucks with the shaman
That's when you lose, proper
Written by: Adam Carter, Damani Thompson, Opio Lindsey, T. Jones, Tajai Massey
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