[Intro]

Rhymer's code

Rhymer's code

Rhymer's code

Let's go

[Verse 1: Chance Dickerson]

May I have your attention

Excuse me, I forgot to mention

I lost my lesson on the road to rapper flop detention

I pop a freebie off the top and drop your lock suspension

Snatch your diamond, leave you crying like your pension

I’m Mary Poppins pimping, come and get your proper spanking

Nannify you artificial rappers’ awful thinking

I’m often blinking like I can’t believe the cost of stinking

You get paid 100k to talk ‘bout drugs and drinking?

I’m in love with making classic beats and timeless flows

Forget a wave, plus right now the beach is kinda cold

I’m tryna mold into myself, eternal diamonds, gold

Infinite worth beyond the image that you’re tryna hold

I’m climbing goals while you stuck inside a dying soul

But you could join me if you only knew the rhymers code

Keep it real, be yourself, never lie and fold

Rep the truth, not the wealth, be a lion bold

[Verse 2: Anthony Hoang]

I'm the new swagger, sharper than a dagger

Hit you where it matters 'cause I'm the new factor

Imma spit it hard 'cause I rain supreme

While your bars are weak and cold giving you a brain freeze

Hit you with these punch lines

My nine to five day time

When you spit one rhyme our ears bleed 'cause it's a crime

So hold up on your ancient text book lessons

'Cause the only thing you need to give me, is a college mention

See imma young spiritual

Lyrical, clear visual

Genius of a miracle

What I'm saying is quite literal

You work on abc's while I master calligraphy

You don't even know the art of simple poetry

All these MCs are so simple so square

They should make e equal MCs better beware

'Cause it doesn't matter what you're rocking with your foot ware

I can spit a free style any time anywhere (now)

[Verse 3: Anthony Hoang & Chance Dickerson]

Yo chance let say this real quick here!

Now let me set the rhymer's code

This is how it goes

When you're rocking on the mic you keep your rhyme with the flow

Never stand still, hype a crowd at a show

Don't be acting smart with a word you don't know

Gotta keep up with the grind

Never give up even if you're blind

That's all I can think off the top of my mind (my mind)

My mind (my mind)

Yo chance why don't you spit, the rest of these lines

Look, the rest of the rhymes, are tested and invested in time

I'm looking back over your rap, your flow is better than mine

You embedded the art of veteran prime lyrical edicate to put the medicine in your spine

We got you grooving, you can hear the evidence to prove it

They used to popping sedatives until they met the movement

Hit the new script, no foolish, stick to the blue print like glue sticks, keep it improving, I'm just a nuisance