[Intro: Maxx Boogie]

Okay

Okay, hold on. Let's try this again

Uh, I'm here y'all

[Verse 1: Maxx Boogie]

The name is Maxx, and the game is raps

Spittin' bars on the tracks is like a relapse

I got lyrics, I can't hide, so many choices, can't decide

Uh, so listen to my flow guide

This is the underground; you in that lost and found

And I'm riding this shit like a merry-go-round

Yeah I'm deep in that rap shit like Dame in overtime

And I bust rhyme after rhyme; this ain't no four-by-Friday

I'm making this my day; welcome to my game

Yo Blackwell, I don't give a fuck about that family name

Wanna call me up, trying to smoke me out?

Bitch you can't even get some motherfucking lyrics out

Give you that reach-around; fuck an acoustic sound

Cause I'm about to bust my motherfucking nut now

You want some help, bitch? Got that grammatical itch?

Well here's a little something for ya'...

Intertextuality, let's check up on reality

It's me and my crew making you the next fatality

Nothing is original and you can't even write one

Ha! You best just go home, son

Yeah I play hockey, but no, I'm not into bukkake

Cause you take it in the ass like someone trying to get a shockey

Excuse me Mr. Blackwell, but where's the talents at?

Basic ass bitch - can't even get a real ego

I see your head turning, like you're trying to deny it

Bitch, you all confused by my flow and lingo

So while I'm back at it, you best just stay up in the attic

Cause bitch, this is just my intro

[Verse 2: Deezy Davis]

First time on the track

Y'all probably think it's whack

Sipping on that congnac

In my jet black Cadillac

Hell yea this a dirty track

Rappin is my passion

Eatin pussy and thrashin

Makin them bitchs wet

Just like Romeos girl Juliet

Look at me like KD

Yea an asset

Just like Biggie to this game

So much he overcame

Wearin two gold chains

As he lead the hall of fame

Cleanin off the bloodstains

Cauz that's all the remains

From all them kardashian's

No worries Mr. West she's all well

Cause we just met up at the nearest motel

But shit that pussy sure do smell

With her ugly ass camel toe

Ray sure did seem to like it in that video

My bad Kanye she ain't no hoe

She just love puttin on a real good show

Lookin at your portfolio

Id compare you to Michelangelo

Or maybe even Vincent Van Gogh

Oh wait that's just me on this intro

[Verse 3: CodeNameCoop]

Busting rhymes and wasting time but always staying focused

Dodging hoes and writing quotes and kicking incredibly dope shit

Catchin passes from the line of scrimmage to the red zone

Codenamecoop's the best thing that you could have your headphones

A million fans from every latitude and longitude

So I gotta find a place where I can find some solitude

Don't say my life is perfect cause your boy's got problems too

But I don't let them stop me from doing what I'm called to do

My momma got sick, my best friend's dating my ex

And while she just had surgery; they just had sex

But don't you expect for me to give any less

Than what's been come to be known as my very very very best

Special message to all of the girls that I fuckin dated

Don't come crawling back to Cooper when you heard I fuckin made it

Cause while these other rappers brag about gettin girls and money

Your boy Coop keeps it real, and don't you think it's kinda funny

How even though I've proved myself and my lyrical mind

I'm still one of the rappers that has yet to get signed

Listen up Roc Nation, Aftermath, and OVO

Cause there's more in Oklahoma than just dip and rodeos

We got KD and Westbrook, the game's best hoopers

We got your boy Davis and of course your boy Cooper

We got the best beats in the game shoutout to Maxx

So call the 405 when you need fire on your tracks

Yeah, but this shit's not funny, so you best wipe off that grin ho

Cause I take this more serious than lyrics with a tempo

Being this cold and hot all at once should be a sin though

But don't sleep on me yet, homie this is just my intro