Tonedeff

I’m not a millionaire, but kid, I got a million ways to rhyme

With the skill that’s paired with wit atop a villain’s frame of mind

Like a military hit upon civilian stations

I’m equipped to kill unfairly, shit you poppin really ain’t advised

If you’re willing to pay the price, I’ll hold account

Life’s a revolving door, cause money, If I’m going in, you going out

Funny, since I hold the clip – you owe me now

Dummies dip, like “Holy Shit! That fucker Tone’s just as quick when you slow him down!”

Most ridiculous show in town! Hold no interest in yours cause now

Headliners don’t perform, they just sync their lips and support the crowd

So I’m infamous, world renowned for my gifts when I’m beastin

But, Jesus, when I leave people speechless – how will I get word of mouth?

I’m a mixture of Roman power, Olympian breathing

The flow is twisted. Your seasick with motion-sickness aboard the ground

The known risk isn’t worth your drowning. Don’t slip!

Supreme with my Sotomayor-Steeze, it’s the token spic on the court with power

Hold witnesses sworn-in, vowing to rat on you cats

Cause once the gavel’s tapped then that’s a wrap, hoe – pick if it’s corn or flower

When we bid to get into this, plenty pricks in New York were sour

Now business is infinite – ain’t no clique that gets more than ours

The mission is simple: Just deliver hits to these hoards of followers

Visit with tours and bond with ‘em, Hip ‘em to corporate prowlers

Now THIS is a movement, not that bullshit that you force through bowels

Resistance to QN5? Start enlisting your mourners now, you cowards!

Ha!

People wanna talk if they don’t think you looking now

You can put em up, kid, if you wanna put me down

Say it to my face… or stay up in your place, just

Say it to my face… or stay up in your place, Trick

You can never duplicate the way we made our name

Cause ain’t no fuckin rules if we refuse to play the game

Say it to my face… or stay up in your place, just

Say it to my face… or stay up in your place, Trick

Na-na-na-na-nah.

PackFM

Clap at your tee-pee like the passenger seat piece

You don’t have to believe me, living like I’m trapped in a tv

See, rapping is easy, I mastered the art of massacre

Feed me beats that’s harder than the task of finding an Asterisk CD

Now ask us if we be, the last of a breed

Internationally known to hold the throne

And prone to smash it to pieces

Til wee bits of glass leave scratches on wax

Now take that wax off motherfucker, like grasshoppers teacher

Now as for a feature, I do this for cash only, pass on a free-be

You need me for exposure, but I’m closing the latch on you leeches

And raggedy creatures who don’t practice your preachin

Rollin with vag is as bad as bringin sand to the beaches

Now last but not least this immaculate thesis

Will rapidly reach the masses and capacity peeks just as fast as they leak it

You asked for it people, there can’t be no equal

This track is the prequel to “Ruthless”

Now watch how I ruin the raps in your leaflet.

Let’s Do This!

People wanna talk if they don’t think you looking now

You can put em up, kid, if you wanna put me down

Say it to my face… or stay up in your place, just

Say it to my face… or stay up in your place, Trick

You can never duplicate the way we made our name

Cause ain’t no fuckin rules if we refuse to play the game

Say it to my face… or stay up in your place, just

Say it to my face… or stay up in your place, Trick

Na-na-na-na-nah.

Cue the claps, Algorythm attacks

To set the Tone, now we five steps ahead of the Pack

And it’s a wrap!

That’s what happens, man

That’s what happens, man

That’s what happens, man

That’s what happens, man

2DopeBoyz with the bass in the back

The Meka-nized breaks make ya Shake in your tracks

And it’s a wrap!

That’s what happens, man

That’s what happens, man

That’s what happens, man

That’s what happens, man