Deep Breez ft. DJ Static, P.SO the Earth Tone King, and Jise - “Hammer”

[Emcee(s): P.SO the Earth Tone King, Breez Evahflowin’, and Jise]

[Producer(s): Deep (of 2 Hungry Bros)]

[Scratches: DJ Static]

[Hook: Sample with Scratches by DJ Static]

“Hammer!” - Sample from [?] - “[?]” (x4)

[Verse 1: P.SO the Earth Tone King]

Chop, chop, people. P.SO with a

Shock Top, rocking in a droptop Regal

I’ll [?]. You the type of dude rock

[?]

Olly, why you trying to cock-block me, though?

You not hot—it’s like you’re trying to outbox Neo (For real)

I’m The One—check my pea coat

Dodge all your bullets—now you’re busy trying to reload

Please, yo, be low. Me and my amigos trying

To be the only people with the ring like Sméagol

You’re too feeble, can’t thread the needle

I’m a War Machine, Don Cheadle

The rap game kind of like the crack game

So I’ll move weight ‘til I’m suffering from back pain

Ain’t that strange? Play the track, mayne

But you’re fucking joke ‘cause he’s Batmayne

[Hook: Sample with Scratches by DJ Static]

“Hammer!” - Sample from [?] - “[?]” (x5)

[Verse 2: Breez Evahflowin’]

Yo, I’ll break

Bread, ribs, and more ribs

I’ll make a [?] potato salad. I’ll break

Bread, Swiss, bolognas

And turkey breast that Apollonia’s

Post-workout, post-warmup

Get gooned up, play grownup

Got folders. They alphabetic

Think I’m for credit? How pathetic

When I’m out, forget it. I’m out to get it

Somehow, so real, though not synthetic

As I present it, plan purpose

Action, reveal reaction, in similar

Fashion, the fusion fuses blown

What keeps you going when the music gone?

Hold Strong family

Bond, Tommy Chong on this lyrical bong (Keep, keep, keep, keep)

(Rising to the top) Like Kong

But do me wrong, I don’t dive like swans

Stand in my way, I will drive right on

Write on. Word up to Ebony Jet—yes

This veteran tech’s much better than

Thoughts you had to threaten him—you’d better forget

Eject. When I’m in effect, by radiation

Dead your navigation—Aces bet

[Verse 3: Jise]

Break and shake a leg with two pegs and a neck

I’m a monster. Flashlight on my head

I’ll dig Deep, easily Breez, doing

Ninety with the heat on my tail and my hip. I

Flip, making a run, jumping the gun

And assumption that I ruined the function

Blacked-out in the back. All senses

Jacked. Insanity crack, bruh

Tough luck on a crash land. Rough

Path but I still stand both feet on the

Earth, raising its worth, making it work. “Look

Ma! No hands!” Manhandle the

Pen handle, ballroom-tango, dip words, let his

Head dangle, mangle the

Grammar, panhandle to gander. Hand me the hammer

Bang, bang, bang. Ha!

[Hook: Sample with Scratches by DJ Static]

“Hammer!” - Sample from [?] - “[?]” (x4)