Odyssey (Dirty)

Lyrics

Cvees (ft. Ike P, Swave Sevah, and Probe DMS) - "Odyssey" [Emcee(s): Ike P, Swave Sevah, and Probe DMS] [Producer(s): Probe DMS] [Verse 1: Ike P] Where's rap going? Look where it's been Look where it's at: wild motherfuckers are wack Sounding so sorry. Niggas beef, they'll want to say sorry Get on the airwaves then, right away, they'll bring up their mommies Suckers. If the situation gets too grim Or critical, then you should become a spiritual brother Get your Sunday Mass shown with the Supper if you ain't built for The ruckus, you heard? Claiming hood then move to the suburbs As a form of escape, you want to relocate Just 'cause your skate, doesn't necessarily mean you are safe Once in my eyesight, you're in harm's way. Jovan's days Are fucked up and numbered, full of haze of the gray Stressing bullshit. Plus I do this musical thing It's a beautiful thing, but now cash rules in this game And that's the shit that we plan to acquire. This clan is for hire Breed disasterous dragons unleashing a rain of fire What? [Hook: Ike P] Yo, we came a long way. Now we want a piece of The pie. If you feel like I feel, then reach for The sky. Yo, the hating, the waiting of possibly Things that you may encounter while you're on your odyssey We came a long way. Now we want a piece of The pie. If you feel like I feel, then reach for The sky. Yo, the hating, the waiting of possibly Things that you may encounter while you're on your odyssey [Verse 2: Swave Sevah] Yo, we got to be The hottest team ever to embrace the mic Cvee a group of three: Probe, Swave, and Ike Got these wack niggas so afraid to write. And even if We offered to write it for 'em, they won't say it right Got the nerve to claim they're nice. Truthfully, these dissed niggas Is trying to use hip hop to change their life But y'all can't fuck with me. And I'm not being conceited Or confident—that's plain-old common sense As soon as you set up camp, I'ma bomb your tents Do my little victory dance and spark the hemp You could learn something from us—it's better you listen To a squad with more bars than federal prisons 'Cause, according to this industry, you got to go hard And bogart in order to hit the streets And I'm at my prime. I'm not being modest In my rhymes, for my gift has reached its peak [Hook: Ike P] (x2) Yo, we came a long way. Now we want a piece of The pie. If you feel like I feel, then reach for The sky. Yo, the hating, the waiting of possibly Things that you may encounter while you're on your odyssey We came a long way. Now we want a piece of The pie. If you feel like I feel, then reach for The sky. Yo, the hating, the waiting of possibly Things that you may... [Verse 3: Probe DMS] Yo, yo, when the Cvees CD's Finished, I'ma be standing on 2 Fifth, pushing It hard in your face like [?] I wouldn't even care about the character of customer He could be the shadiest—as long as niggas pay me quick This shit'll be straight. I'll sell five thousand on Foot out the gate without leaving the state Nine thousand on the repress, keeping it fresh, then drop Next shit hip hop, the best-kept secret The fresh death sequence could flow 'til guests peep it The best-dressed frequently—classic Lo keeping me Dicks, you recently came to go pro But how you claiming that when your flows are only decent? We gon' win the lottery 'cause I'm a Prodigy and it's obvious my crew's a big part of me Still on this odyssey, destined to win Going rough right into my fortune like, "Damn, come on" [Hook: Ike P] Yo, we came a long way. Now we want a piece of The pie. If you feel like I feel, then reach for The sky. Yo, the hating, the waiting of possibly Things that you may encounter while you're on your odyssey We came a long way. Now we want a piece of The pie. If you feel like I feel, then reach for The sky. Yo, the hating, the waiting of possibly Things that you may encounter while you're on your odyssey