1.1985
'We got this' - sample 2X＊
Now here's a little story, again and again
About your two favorite rappers, who grew up as friends
1985, oh, that year was so live
Cool like a summer pool, we ready to dive
Into the water swimming, talking to the women
Bopping heads to the beat, wag your feet to the rhythm
1, 9, 8, 5, two fresh MC's and we ready to ride
80's baby, dope fashion for the ladies
We tearing it down, no ifs, ands and maybes
Lately, I've been feeling real old school
Bring rap back to New York, show you how to rip it, fool
Show you how to kill a tool, show you how to make the rule
Breaking the law, left jabs breaking your jaw
Breaking the floor, making it shake
Pulsate like migraines, make your body vibrate
Aiyo, Mouse, got that, full body in motion
The mysteries like species in the deep ocean
Check the commotion, when we start approaching
Coasting, burn it up like bread that be toasting
I'm hosting, premium hip hop, crush ya'll when this drops
Evade wack MC's when they lick shots
This rocks, the floor that you stand on
How do you feel now that your man's gone？
You damn wrong, don't incriminate, I discriminate
Who's the next bitch I gotta eliminate？
I take questions, I don't take answers
Flows from this, spin on head like break dancers
I'm that, speed shifter, five speed ripper
Making you slide across the floor like Japanese drifters
1985, I stay keeping this shit alive
I spit out information quickly like hard drives
I don't think you ready for the sequel
First you hear Mouse, then you hear the Cno
But, don't be scared, just be prepared
The best MC's, always come in pairs
We don't dance, we stand against the wall
Bop our heads, you looking stupid on the dance floor
Now, you wanted a bounce？ Well, you got it
Bite this beat, steal it, rob it
Break dance, graffiti, DJ, MC
Or just stand back, look and see
Real fast, we run laps on these tracks
To the left, to the right, to the front, to the back
Listen clear, it's that time of the year
Grab your boom box and put this to your ear
20 years in the making, hip hop, we taking
Rodentz be real, everyone else is faking
One move, two step on the dance floor
I look closely, so I can see my chance for
Making you bounce til your knees get sore
You hear this beat, wondering what it's for
Now I don't want no one, to get so hurt
Blame me when they start to split the shirt
Panic when they see me come on the mic
I keep thumbs up like you trying to hitch a hike
Now this might feel good to your feet
Where's that AC at, you can't take this heat
Every step I take, catch the concrete
Bop your head, so you can stay on the beat
Bounce to this, and you can bounce to that
I'm Mouse, man, I don't need to fuck with a rat
Got your blood like the USSR, 'Russian'
All you bitch ass haters, need to keep it hushing
2.R.O.D.E.N.T.Z.
R to the O, to the D, to the E
N to the T, to the muthafucking Z
(Li, M-O-U-S-E) {C-N-O Evil}
Rodentity {yes it be} (the sequel)
You're only infueling this internal inferno
Flames shine through my skin, as it burns slow
This enables me, to spit fire spears in your direction
With perfection, I crack through, all forms of protection
Banging down the walls, you claim to be fortified
But in fact, it's a cardboard box, only glorified
Who the fuck you talking to like that, kid？
Slapping your tired bitches right into a skid
What you do on tracks is, just cause crashes
The punishment, a bunch of, deadly lashes
That will form a bunch of, deadly gashes
The bass hits hard and, surely smashes
Unbreakable minerals, assassinating generals
Fucking up, all you lame ass, lyrical criminals
Crossing, hip hop nation, currently corrupt
I'm like a dormant volcano, about to erupt
Spitting out hot shit, all over the fucking place
I'm a straight forward person, like a drag race
I run on this track, further than the eye can see
Give you a quarter of a mile to see if you can run with Li
My confidence told me, just to carry ten cents
Makes sense, sharp like a barb wire fence
Ya'll can never see me, I'm always on key
Only way to 'scope' me, is by pouring mouthwash on me
Rodentz are bound, underground, minimum sound
Blink of an eye, yeah, we're now crowned king
You hear the, pianos ding
Fuck all of you faggots up, ain't no thing
So if ya'll niggas consist, you wanna bring
Li-Mouse, strangles you with only a shoestring
Fuck all you cats that talk shit behind my back
I hope when I speak these words, you catch that flack-flack
Rodentity, curse on those who dare wouldn't mention me
And wanna take me out the starting line-up, by benching me
They told u, 'Aiyo, the first album was good
But you need some street shit that I can bump in my hood
Your songs were too specific, with too many words
I need a club song so I can dance with my girl'
Oh my bad, I didn't know we had to simplify the vocab
Your comprehension is so low, it is so sad
You ashamed to play your dogs, some smart raps
My beats vibrate through your blood, and make your heart clap
But you know what？ I'mma make you, happy just once
I'll feed you some Easy Mac shit, you could cook up for lunch
No more intricate details, I'll mimic the retail
Lyric shower like it's happy hour, free refills
How you feel？ Just stand still
Wile E. Coyote Ugly, get smashed by anvils
Advils relieves, the fast, strong, pain relief
Me and Li, change colors like the pigment of the leaf
Girls get close and wanna beat, love the sticking of the meat
Seven days straight, leave 'em on the bed, real weak
But for those suckers that wanna battle, snitch, tattle tale
Selling that beef, like there's cattle for sell
Try to split us up, try to misread our rhymes
Tell Mouse I dissed him with a subliminal line
Make it a white-on-black or a black-on-white crime
But you can't, cuz we already having a good time
Alright, you happy？ I did all the common themes
Smart punchlines, and metaphors, it so seems
That was too easy, is that what they do on TV？
Or do I have to go down south and sound like Young Jeezy？
And by the way I'm not changing my imagine
You suckas is stepping out of bounds, watch your line of
scrimmage
3.Acai Blackberry
Yeah, you know how it is
I don't give a fuck if y'all don't like my shit
Fuck it, I'm just a poet rocking a hoodie, kid
I'm a rapper, you know how it is
We don't party like rock stars, we lounge like rap stars
I'mma take you inside of a legendary mind
Where we work and we grind, for the bread and the wine
Rodentz combine, and we won't stop til we're signed
What a find, so be kind and rewind
The blind are mostly intrigued by the drum
That's why I come, with the rump-a-pum-pum
Add it for the sum, before the moon, comes the sun
That's why I run like a war has begun
While you grab your gun, I grab my microphone
Enter the Red Zone, where the faces are unknown
The force of a cyclone, so take your ass home
Call me the paleontologist, kid, pass the bone
Pass the liquor, this kid is much slicker
Much quicker, got more nuts than those Snickers
See the flicker？ Blood is much thicker
Pass the antidote, cuz the kid is getting sicker
I murder shit like Albert Anastasia
While Mouse does some magical shit, like it's Fantasia
New Malaysia, kid, pass the chopsticks
Jump into this, like the beat is a mosh pit
Run the cockpit, back door, I lock it
You can't stop it, I'm passing the object
Like asteroids, you can't blast the boy
I go faster, boy, you wack plastic toy
Leave you destroyed, like your body after steroids
I'm a psycho, analyze me like Sigmund Freud
Hope you enjoyed your job, cuz now you unemployed
Don't get too attached to me, I'm just a decoy
White Plains, inject this in your veins
White Plains, infect this in your brain
White Plains, connect shit like your chain
White Plains, direct hits to your remains
White Plains, kid, what you know about？
White Plains, kid, you know where we live at
White Plains, kid, that's how we represent
White Plains, kid, you know how it is
Cno Evil, ahh shit, what happened...
I can't hold this state, anymore
Understand me, anymore
To dread this fantasy, openly, what have I done？
Or this uncertainty, is taking me over
I can't --
Now ya'll, need to, listen up closely
Ya'll rhyme about selves, mine murder mostly
Cats with wack raps that make fake tracks
And spit false facts, watch how I react
Like Mentos in some, cups of Pepsi
Fucking with me, I'mma leave shit real messy
Like toddlers in a room with a bunch of Legos
Make it hot like you about to, eat a bunch of Eggo's
I'll digest any of those lines you throw at me
Li-Mouse in this house, but you can't trap me
See, I don't go for the cheese directly
Come through the back when ya'll, can't detect me
Like stealth bombers, flying over Iraq
Then I create tornadoes when I flap
Hot like wings, the wind overthrows kings
And new music is born like plant life in Spring
Across the globe, I'm attacking your earlobes
Quickly no chance, before your brain blows
What happen？ I ain't talking bout scrapping
Your girl's with me, on the Bridge, and you can say I'm tapping
it
Ya'll can't mess with my rapping
Cuz intelligence and finesse is what you lacking, muthafucka
4.Clear
Oh my love, for the first time in my life
My eyes are wide open
Oh my lover, for the first time in my life
My eyes can see
I see the wind, oh, I see the trees
Everything is clear in my heart
I see the clouds, oh, I see the sky
Everything is clear in our world
I see the wind, I see the trees, I see the clouds, I see the sky
As they came in, I can't believe, I had my doubts, I wonder why
My eyes are wide open, writing a poem, this beat is soothing
I adopted a new saying for my life (let's keep it moving)
Feel the sorrow, feel the dreams, feel the life, feel the love
Everything is clear in my heart, my world and up above
It all fits like a glove now, and for the first time in my life
I can relax and sit back and say (it's alright)
Nothing realer than these words from John Lennon up in heaven
Make you realize, it all can end from a single weapon
It's tragic, how life is so elastic like plastic
Can burn and blasted, and disappear like magic
It's madness, how tear drops is the result of being sad
Fall like rain on an Autumn day, dripping down the glass
But now I spring into action, no more cold winter days
Imagine all the summer fashion, getting hit by water waves
As I turn the next page, I can't help but think of the past
The future's too hard to predict, so don't take it so fast
Today is a gift, that's why it's called the present
Now in harmony with myself, I feel so pleasant
So do you see what I see, and do you know what I know
And have you surpassed all the evil, and can live like Cno
I sure do hope so, cuz it's a state of grace, a true blessing
Lay up in my place and learn a brand new lesson
It's beautiful, how my words flow, and the beat goes
All in one rhythm, while you listening to the R-O
D-E, N-T-Z, Rodentity
Everything is clear now, so, go ahead and see
Just feel my visions, no more collisions
On a mission with addition, no more division
No more subtracting, we love rapping
We have fun when we do it, man, we smiling, we laughing
Living in a society, fueled by your status
Trying to get all your eyes, just to look at us
But really all I'm surrounded is by actors
People ain't looking here just because of my stature
People say stop, racism is gone
Well then, put this black skin on
And tell me if everything you do is just plain fair
Or if you get stares like you don't even belong there
Yeah, they all joke around and that's just fine
But do you really understand what goes on in my grind？
You had a back-up, everything was paid in full
And if you wanna debate that, don't wanna hear that bull
Shit, won't let go, I got the grip
I rest in my casket, still holding on to it
And most of ya'll chicks are just plain ol' airheads
Sweet as the candy, but logic remains dead
No I'm not sexist, waiting to be proved otherwise
It's been years since tears rolled out these eyes
A heart turn cold on the edge of a full demise
But still, ain't nobody listening to my cries
They say if you help at first, you get good at times
I've helped for so long, but I ain't get mines
So, I rest my heart and soul on the hands of the Gods
Four slices, lay on freshly groomed sides
Praying to them, that they help me through the struggle
And find my way through this light mess called rubble
Father says to purge anger out of your heart
And so, this is how I'mma start the deadly art
I see the wind and, I see the trees
Everything is just so clear, I can just breathe
I see the clouds, and I can see the sky
Wish I could take up a form of a falcon and just fly
5.Gloria
You fucking bitch ass Marble Madness, Bubble Bobble
(Candy ass, Bubble Bobble, Excitebike, Gunstar Heroes)
Dig Dug, Super Ghosts ＆ Goblins, Excitebike, yeah, yeah
Final Fantasy：Mystic Quest, Final Fight (Fight Fight)
You fucking NES, Dungeons ＆ Dragons (Spy Hunter, Spy Hunter)
Spy Hunter, Spy Hunter
At first I was afraid, I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live without by my side (oh shit)
But then I spent so many nights, thinking how you did me wrong
And I grew strong, and I learned how to get along (yeah)
Played back tracks of Gloria Gaynor songs (yeah)
'I Will Survive' the inspiration, to what I'm writing on (uh)
But now I'm moving on, right after I moved out (uh-huh)
Pack my bags fast, got the fuck out the house (the house？)
Mouse...
Last time I had a problem, with just one
Tables turned back, but yo, I ain't done (you ain't done)
Aiyo, you wanna turn your back on me？ (what？)
Fine then, you can wait a week or two, you'll see (you'll see)
If you dumb enough to go with that snitch
You ain't smart enough to be with me, bitch
You know what, I ain't going like that (nah, kid)
I was just dumb, falling for that cheese in the trap
Flashbacks of how I first met you; beautiful
Your name's tattooed on your arm, so I couldn't even ask you
I felt stupid, looked at you, struck by cupid
My heart pumps blood to my hand, but I can't move it
It's like a movie score, bumping that music
My mind was out of this time, so I could lose it
Abuse it, my love, I tried to use it
Can't be accountable for my actions, excuse it
But look what I did, I done wasted my breath
You were cool at first, but now I laid it to rest
No, I'm no quitter, and I'm not bitter
I'd rather be alone, then a fucking babysitter
You always crying to me, about your boyfriend did
I told you four hundred times, just to get rid
Bids, went down on the table
We was all sitting, betting on how you'll never be able
Done seduced the kid, cuz he reduced to kiss
On top of him, whoa, whoa, whoa, you confused me, miss
Oh no, ho, you done the same to the next man
Gotta admit, the thought of you cause an erection
But fuck that, you cheating, lying, sleazy, whore
You the dog's bark, you the lion's roar
The more you talk, the more you walk
You need to sit your ass down like Rosa Parks
Aiyo, to move up, I would of done anything with you
I would of stuck with you, like crazy glue
But what the fuck, did you do？ (I don't know)
And what the fuck, did you do with who？ (I don't know!)
Ignoring me was the worse choice ever
I admit, calling me every night was mad clever
I'm ready to throw you back like Turtles and Shredder
(cowabunga)
Whatever, heads in the guillotine, pull the lever
Park that car, Mouse, in your garage, Mouse
Watch how these guys keep looking down her blouse
Disgrace to look at her face, what an embarrasment
The bitch now talking about harassment
Female coming out, with her ass and titties hanging out
Then guys hit on them, and they wonder what it's all about？
Come on, don't you got a mirror？
Come nearer, look at it clearer
6.Hip Hop Hustle
Yo, check it, yo
No doubt, kick in the door, crash through your house
Then kick my feet up, and just, crash on your couch
Controller surfing, History Channel, I'm steady learning
Discovering new ideas, mind touring, rhyme yearning
Lines burning, words put holes right through your paper
Wooden darts on fire, have Smokey Bear come save ya
Only you can prevent yourself from doing wack tracks
Your addiction, is diction fiction, you lack facts
My diagram consists of a gentle tranquility
You like, I Am Sam, with developmental disability
Responsibility, with the swift agility
I turn your power off, like you didn't pay utility
I roll with '06 World Cup winners, who laugh at death
Pirate style, put a bullet right through a 'dead man's chest'
I'm like Johnny Depp's Edward Scissorhands; depressed
Kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug then I jet
I'm the official savior of hip hop, I'm getting older
Looking at your artificial flavors, like a can of a soda
Right Guart Xtreme, I fight hard, but it seems
That I'm being turned on by members of my own team
Scoring goals in their own net, so what do you expect？
I can just accept that fact and not be upset？ That's disrespect
So I select to reflect on the subject
I can correct the next project to be perfect
Aiyo, this shit, makes me wanna, spit, right now
Knock everything out of my path with iron fists, like blaow
Lose your hearing in my ears, like you was Foxy
Hit me with everything, you won't get blood from rocks, be
I will not, be one, with nothing in the cranium
At first, they were nice, but now, we're training them
For authentic combat, requires this massive knowledge
No, this is impossible, to find in any college
This is hip hop, nigga, yeah, that's what we do
Everyday we getting bigger, watch how we go through
Trials, tribulations, man, what struggles？
But I'll rise like Pepsi and Coke, with them bubbles
Then pop at the top, balloons in the stratosphere
We don't spit darts no more, yo, Cno pass those spears
It's definite, that we are utmost unstoppable
You attempt, wristbands you receive from the hospital
Trust me, I ain't one of those old time kids that rap
Nor will I claim to have ever carried a strap
But with that fact, I keep my mind in keen and intact
Just in case I need to destroy you with a great big smack
Across your cheek, nose, ears, eyes, and mouth
Please don't provoke, don't choose such a deadly route
Stop swinging, cuz one strike, man, with me, and you're out
Front on me, man, fuck you, man, it's Mouse
Word up, I don't even know what I said
7.The Powers Of Observation
Yeah, Rodentz, Li-Mouse, Cno Evil
Your powers of observation, continue to serve you well
Ya'll wanna act up？ Ya'll get clapped up
Fuck around with Li, and get mack trucked
Ya'll wanna act up？ Ya'll get clapped up
Fuck around with C, and get ya ass snuffed
The rise of the silver burner, I thought I told ya
I roll over your raps like a lawnmower
I'd like to make a toast to myself, so hold the glass up
While my brother Lil' Gatti rolls that grass up
Who ran you over with the Hummer, it's my brother
Faster than the speed, it's Bulletz, taking over this summer
Then hear the beep-beep of the Jeep, L.G.
Pass the piece, we about to creep on those who sleep
So wake the fuck up, or get broke the fuck up
The wisdom we apply, son, soak this shit up
Rodentz combine, rear view those behind me
Laugh when I shoot, like Chris Moltisanti
It's Johnny Boy, I got the Tommy toy-gun
You a bitch like a mommy's boy, son
Child, you mild, while we spicy, burn, hot
You got to learn to wait your turn, believe it or flop
Ugh, shout out to that kid named Petey Wonka
Mack truck, like Mouse said, and not that toy Tonka
He don't roll wih an empty 'Lude, no E. Honda
Bout to shock with that thunder, like that boy Blanka
Ya'll wanna act up？ Ya'll get clapped up
Fuck around with Li, and you get mack trucked
Ya'll wanna act up？ Ya'll get clapped up
Fuck around with C, and you get ya ass snuffed
I pull ya wig back like shifting to second
The beat carries me, while my vocals are my weapon
These wack ass rappers ain't dropping no gems
In fact, you just stuck up, like, some flower stems
Jewelry, rims and the so-called bitches
I refuse to reduce myself for the riches
So the fuck what if I got to go the rough road
Combinations are sick, locksmith the tough code
I'm on this track like tires in Daytona
Like CEO's and businesses, I own ya
But yo, I ain't afraid to have 'wars' with 'stars' like Lucas
When deadly sulfar is formed in my mucas
Who are you？
Who？ Who is but the form
Following the function of what
And what I am, is a man in a mask
Oh, I can see that
Of course you can
I'm not questioning your powers of observation
I'm merely remarking upon the paradox
Of asking a masked man, who he is
Oh, well...
8.Zero Gunz
He's my sunshine, and the love he give, yeah
Gonna set me free, yeah
Alright, if you're that eager to die, I'll oblige you
Anytime you're ready
Knickolist, Cno ＆ Mouse, we come in three
If you roll with us, you know you rolling with these
Hip hop assassins, niggas, keep asking
How we murder MC's, just by rapping
Zero Gunz clapping, don't ask what happened
By the time you get answers, we already laughing
I kill mics, the style, unnoticed
Like peace in the Mid East, your chance is hopeless
Against someone with the, style like such
I keep shit moving like you stepping on the clutch
Rapidly, scatter through your mind with time
To scramble your thoughts, shit must be a crime
Fucking faggots, heh, ya'll can keep at it
I leave your whole shit framed like Roger Rabbit
Ya'll can't see me, you a bunch of a rats
I'mma ask that frog to give you a bunch of 'smacks'
Get smacked in slow motion, smooth silky white lotion
Leave your brain sprained and drained, wet like an ocean
What's the commotion, move, get tossed off my track
There's no room for the filthy and the wack, nope, nope
Just the elite, three man team move on the scene
Martin Luther King dreams, wear our hearts on the sleave
With our adrenaline up, 'cranked' up, like Jason Statham
Transporting track sensations, to your radio stations
Cno Evil, move with the Mouse and the Knowledge
Your rhymes is liquid, mines is hard solid
Birds wings get chopped off, fucking with the rock soft
Struggling the locks off, breaking
I'm done with lecturing, I'm entering your brain
I'm entering your dames off the stength of the name
Observation (sample： Come on!) look and observe
Wonderful words, blurs coming in thirds, you heard？
Death shouldn't be rushed, one should savor it like fine wine
And enjoy it's aroma, but if in consideration of your impatience
I must kill you now, so be it
You know Knick had to come through, with the crew, crack the
brew
Get on the mic and spit, what he do for me and you
The Knowledge is here, products seem to be everywhere
Like old scent in your atmosphere, move underground
With The Rodentz like Splinter's lair
On the sounds that's priceless and rare
Triple power bar charges first verses to share
Three kings with golden bars, similar to street
I for two spar to get better, now every letter
So listen as we get nice on the device
Display raw talent, spit precise
Four hundred fifty six ways to kick it like the dice
Knickolist, change visuals with verbal miracles
Animes heard for the third, speak, peep it with the words
To get ready, you heard？
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