Moody Lords

Lyrics

{Verse One: Sarah Violette] Where were you back then When I was rapping in the attic with these two masked men Isolation and depression tryna move back in But O*zee and Shane saved me, man I knew that then Then some news from the neighborhood had blew back in Spizzy Spose got a deal, thats in 2-0-10 (2010) Now the country's looking at us through a new old lens I know the contradictions heavy bring a U-Haul in Cause we was dope before you, and you walked in And thought that you would give us kudos with that pseudo grin Now my teams even colder than like Pluto is But yo you said we couldn't do it what did you know kid? Huh? Shhh Take a second to a mourn I gotta change my whole aura fore I step in the storm Cause I could do anything but baby never the norm Get out of bed in the morn, and leave you dead or unborn Because my sound waves left you with your head all deformed That's why when I perform, your fucking helmet is worn That's protection for you homie, I can tell that it's warm Cause when I spit for like a minute I'm the devil with horns, ahhh You don't really even want that, I flaunt that And burn your whole face whenever you get in contact Bomb strapped in the center of the stage I never meant to do it but it happens everyday, okay [Hook: Sarah Violette] You know all that I know Youve seen all that Ive seen From the beginning weve been winning Man thats just our team [Verse two: Spose] But where were you at mang? I drop my first album and then D-Day came Step out my car, raised the bar that CD: "Pdank" Back when rap night was hosted by DJ Shade Took guys by surprise "ooo hehe" play games I was the only one driven so that became fame And then fellas got jealous and they became lame And everybody switched their style up we ain't change I still rip rapper to pieces to push the product to purchase And peace in priuses with positive persons I give props to the pop filter Stop you cannot kill a deity We let you live in this world that Gods built up Man fuck your posse We set the blueprint for you cats to copy Tryna smash cats back on their ass, it's hockey You'd need to cloned me in a celtics hat to stop me See me counting money after kicking a flow Even though Im brought up modest Ive been given to boast Lames think my names not forbidden to spoke Every other rapper in maine need a kick in the throat Hold up gotta give respect to ghost Cause he had turned me onto Sarah Told me Sarah was dope And the same with Shane So when we're saying Pdank Even though we're not close I give ghost a toast Man the competition and their writtens tryna connect And theyre probably perplexed why ain't respond to the text But I know they're quitters gone this winter or next They're probably bitter that their shit is not considered a threat Pdank here forever Like the rivers and streams Born to reformed nightmares Deliver the dreams We remain shining Rhyming peep the shimmer and sheen To fuck with my team You'd need a time machine, you little bitch Can I say that?