[Doap Nixon] Yo, the money is clean, the car is washed Now the hood respect me, the broads is stopping But I ain't into make friends but the next chick I'm trying to put a quarter mil of gems in my necklace I'm getting cocky but Papi not pussy Loose strength, block up the cookie then you chop it and push it Uh, like Chemistry better yet a game show All it take is one good spin then your name blows But the jealousy gon' come like puberty For instance who is he? Then their looks be scrutiny Some cats can take it, I love it, I want more of it But once it stop, you flock, we betta quick Car seas touring feeling like my life changed Slight strange, getting head up in the White Range These snake Labels really bugging fo'real Pardon self, fake niggas really bugging for deals
[Crypt the Warchild] These niggas acting like it can't happen I blast rapping, I pass rapping Demand action, last dragon, the last laughing Demand ransom; find dirt to get my hands in OuterSpace, Q-Dominion, we back at it again Right hand so hot it can splatter the pen Your team use to be the shit, what happened to them? And paying top dollaz to capture these gems Converted Christians waiting for this Rapture to end Each flow is Maserati not raggedy Benz Will we eva sell out? Now that'll depend I got a daughter to feed, a baby boy to raise Expensive penny have it, they need toys to play What's the difference between me and you meng? You get pushed around, get ridiculed and.. I'ma fucking giant, you miniscule men Y'all niggas hate y'all odds, you're pitiful, damn!
[Lawrence Arnell] It's obvious that you ain't heard about me If you did you wouldn't be using them words around me So before we move on, I'll introduce myself My name is Lawrence but you can call me Mr. Arnell The sickest rapper since aluminum foil I don't play games but I got toys for you The SRT the Blue Dodge Ram Can I burn gas money? Yes ya can!! Shit the stages ain't safe once I get on the mic And your face just ain't safe; you don't say what I like If you need me come see me, I'm neon dream You can't miss me, red dots and laser beams I played for the team that's playing for the ring OuterSpace Q-D, we running the scene Got my head in the game and y'all bout to see Cuz King Kong ain't got shit on me, ya heard!
[Planetary] No match for the jeweler to now I break necks and take checks from whoeva's around I take calls if there's money involved But no doe mean no show, dawg I can't evolve I think you niggas got a problem to solve If not, save up chips and stop playing wit dolls This is grown man rap in my zone Nasdaq No clones, more homes, I control that stack Q-D got a point to prove In the lab wit sixteen's do a joint then move Believe or not my team too hot I'ma giant, I step up on your team and rot Nigga, I don't like no cause on my mic So let me introduce my Liquid Swords to your life And my wife only Built 4 Cubans This is Verbal Intercourse and you can't stop the movement