CHORUS Slow ya roll, potna! Just! Hold Your horses/ ‘For you go starting mess, Know your role, bitch/ Tonedeff’s, your papa! Sesh owns y’all whole s hit/ Remember that you may get hurt. Safety First.
V1 – TONEDEFF When I start to strike with thoughts that you ain’t have the heart to write/ The following scars are sponsored by Spicasso & The Archetype/ Your squad is not as nice as ours is, we amount to twice the artists/ Y’all just get discounted as often as prices down at Target/ I ain’t have to split profits to get a bid on the market/ I just spit for the art and word caught on quicker than SARS did/ Start picking your coffin; Your chick keeps a dick in her pocket, And commands that you remove your shoes before licking the carpet.
V1B – SESSION It’s Session, Spicasso I walk on the third rail/ Spark till I turn pale wit narcs on the herb trail/ You only served jail for ya failed crimes/ My dick is one mile, I use it for a sundial, it’s how I tell time/ Stale rhymes like yours dont deserve to be quoted/ With a flow you can not see [Nazi] like someone in Germany wrote it/ Till then to home ya limpin, shoot hands out/ Make ya lip stand out like you’re Homer Simpson.
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V2A – SESSION Tonedeff, create grooves, everyday heat/ Break dudes when we play beats, and make moves like NBA Street/ QN5, you cant outbuy us, man dont try us/ We pan out fires, so just hand out flyers/ BITCH! you wack, even ya beats suckin bad/ I’ll tell you who the illest producer is, my fuckin dad!/ Puffin bags, still got stamina for slammin ya/ You say you was up north? Then you must’ve meant Canada.
V2B – TONEDEFF It’s Bananas, Eh? Tonedeff & Session, Are so fresh in essence, we both lent our scents to fill up cans of spray/ Endorsements through Bowflex and Mennen, You’re whole set’s fe-minine/ You throw fits like women. Push Kotex and bins of Vaginaid/ Go fetch an entrance for your next profession, in a coat check or dressing room – Don’t mess with testing mics or think of flippin’ a beat/ If you ever get bigger than me, It isn’t a bitter defeat/ But did you get your receipt? Cause now, ‘pay your dues’ is more than a figure of speech!
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V3 – TONEDEFF I’m a veritable monstrosity! Flip incomparable-parable bombs, constantly/ Possibly perrenial, plenty of flow ferocity/ Vocal velocity, againt any posse accosting me/ Not to be sonically swapped with quality attrocities/ Bitches are gossipy, Niggas exhibit hypocrisy/ Talkin’ seedy behind my back but give props to me optically/ Verses are sloppily constructed, Incompetant carpetry/ Sucked at monopoly – I switched cards to charge you a doctor’s fee/ Stopping the monotony is the prophecy I shot at the industry novelties And punks that don’t put their heart in the artistry/ It’s hard to see our cultural freedom philosophies/ Get tossed to sea, for the cars you need, pretty sluts and the cost of weed/ As I rhyme, I see the scars recede, whenever they start to bleed/ Pressure’s promptly applied to the beat’s properties properly/ Proud of my soveriegnty, cause I’m baggin shit like colostomies/ If I gotta spell it out, you’d best to double the F and cross the T.
V3B – SESSION The mic abuser, makin seven holes wit six shooters/ And make it seem like you dove face first into a juicer/ Before I think I close my eyes and access my computer/ Type the password and login Session as the user/ You loser, but I never sleep, I realize theres/ Always challengers, so my eyes stay open like I died scared/ We ride here, NY, you rep were you are not from/ Get dropped son, body stretched out like a dachshund/ I got some cash and hash man, pass grams/ And I cant be got, Im E. Honda with the fast hands/ Knuckles crash land, make ya nose runny/ And make ya side split like I said somethin funny/ Sonny, how that sound? Im that down/ We could box, but you’ll get beat half an hour before the last round/ Quick fast down, trash clown/ You couldnt put up ya dukes if our gloves were half pounds.
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